Freddie White strips slow, his blond hair catching the light as he pulls his shirt free, fingers tracing the smooth skin of his chest before his hands settle lower, first on his crotch, then gripping his cock with deliberate pressure. He leans back, legs spread wide, the bed dipping as he works his own length, fingers slipping between his thighs before returning to stroke himself with rough, open-handed thrusts. Every pose is deliberate, every touch visible, his body stretched and exposed as he moves from sitting to lying, always with his cock in view, always with his hand on it.
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