Latin stud sits in a chair, his lean frame relaxed as he leans back and forward, his dark hair framing a face that’s clean-shaven and unapologetic. His hand hovers near his mouth again and again, fingers brushing the stubble, while a cigarette smolders between his lips, each drag pulling smoke that lingers as he stares up, lost in the slow, deliberate rhythm of his own pleasure. The grey FDNY shirt clings to his shoulders, but it’s his cock, thick and unyielding, that holds the stage.
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