Lee Tyler strokes his thick cock as he sprawls across the sheets, fingers tracing his tight hole before returning to grip his shaft with rough, confident strokes. His muscular frame stretches across the bed, every movement deliberate, leaning in, adjusting his grip, the blond hair catching the light as he works himself with slow, deliberate pressure. The sheets ripple beneath him, his hand never still, always shifting between his ass and his cock in a rhythm that speaks of, unhurried need.
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