Chaser Parker stands shirtless, his stocky frame flexing as he adjusts his grip on a wad of cash, fingers tracing his smooth chest before sliding lower to tease his groin. With a slow, deliberate motion, he lies back on the sheets, legs splayed wide, his hand pressing against his own asshole before shifting to cup his crotch. The money stays in view, a silent detail as he shifts positions, on his side, then back again, each movement deliberate, each touch precise.
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