Nic Sahara kneels on worn concrete steps, his tattooed arms braced as he grips the stair rail, his dark hair falling forward over his broad shoulders while he drives deep into the air. The angle shows his thick cock disappearing into his own fist, his knuckles slick with sweat as he pumps with controlled force, his muscular thighs straining against the effort. The stairs frame him like a stage, every stroke deliberate, every breath visible.
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