Eliott Petri sits on the edge of the bed, his dark hair framing a face clean-shaven and smooth, fingers tracing the inside of his thigh before sliding lower. The mirror behind him catches the way his muscles ripple as he leans forward, hand hovering near his cock, then lies back with one palm pressed against his face. Spread-legged on the sheets, he parts himself just enough to show what he’s playing with, his own grip tight around the thick shaft, the head already glistening.
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