Soapy Solitude: Jack Strokes His Monster

Unseen by the world, Jack retreats to his bathroom, the room filled with the scent of soap and the promise of pleasure. His thick, uncut cock twitches as he works up a lather, the suds clinging to his skin as he begins to stroke. His body moves in sync with his hand, his hips bucking slightly as he picks up speed. His breath hitches, his eyes closed, as he loses himself in the sensation. The sound of his hand moving over his slick skin fills the room, a symphony of his solo indulgence.

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