Martin Hovor strips off his shirt on the black leather couch, fingers tracing his lean chest before gripping his own cock with rough, open-handed strokes. Leaning forward, he spreads his legs wide, the couch’s deep cushions swallowing his weight as he works himself with slow, deliberate pressure. Standing shirtless, he shifts his grip, hands on hips, then chest, then waist, each position a pause, a tease, before sinking back down, fingers finally closing around himself with a visible, hungry motion.
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