A lean, dark-haired man wipes sweat from his chest with a light towel, his clean-shaven jaw tight as he adjusts it low over his hips. Dropping it to one shoulder, he arches forward, ass high, before gripping the edge and bending over, the fabric clinging to his back. Every pose keeps the towel in motion, sliding, draped, held, like he’s testing how far he can go before it slips.
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