TJ Cummings stretches his arms wide against the door frame, his open shirt revealing a chest dusted with sweat and a body built for strength, before sinking onto the couch with legs spread wide. His hand drifts down to grip his cock through the fabric, then slides beneath it as he leans back, fingers working fast over his own heat. The dark upholstery of the couch contrasts with his tanned skin as he shifts, one palm pressing into his face, the other still tangled in his own thick length.
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