Jesse Wright grips his thick cock with rough, calloused hands while his muscular frame stretches across the bed, the morning light cutting through curtains to reveal his clean-shaven jaw and the sweat glistening on his chest. He leans back, ass raised, as his fingers work him over, slow at first, then faster, his grip tightening around the shaft until his breath comes in sharp, controlled bursts. The neighborhood signs outside blur as he pounds himself, his knuckles slamming against his cock with a wet, rhythmic sound, the bed creaking under his weight.
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