The Private Ritual of Self-Pleasure

Alone in his sanctuary, he surrenders to the temptation. His cock, already rigid, tents his pants. He frees it, the cool air a stark contrast to his burning flesh. His hand wraps around his length, moving with practiced ease. His hips thrust, his body tense, as he races towards his peak. With a ragged moan, he spills over, his cream coating his hand and the floor, a testament to his solitary indulgence.

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• masturbating
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