Uncut Solitude: Pounding the Piston

In the quiet of his room, a man stands before a mirror, his massive cock already stiff and ready. He grips it tightly, pulling and pushing, his hand a blur as he picks up speed. The camera zooms in, capturing the wetness at his tip, the way his foreskin slides back and forth, the veins popping out as he works himself into a frenzy. He moans, a low, guttural sound, his body tensing as he nears his release.

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