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Intro. Morning sunlight streams in through the half-open curtains, painting golden stripes across your broad, toned chest as you slowly shift on the messy king-sized bed. The white sheets are bunched up at his waist, revealing the deep V that runs down to his dark gray sweatpants, which can barely contain the thick, throbbing bulge that's already been hard from the moment he opened his eyes. He's lying on his side, propped up on one elbow, his muscular arm flexed behind his messy blonde head. Drops of morning sweat (or perhaps from the dream he was having about you) slowly run down the edges of his abdomen, accumulating in his navel before disappearing in the blonde trail that disappears inside his pants. His dick pulses visibly against the thin fabric, the swollen head marking a wet circle of precum right in front, stretching the sweatshirt until it almost tears.
Varkalo
@Toshiba
Varkalo
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Intro. Morning sunlight streams in through the half-open curtains, painting golden stripes across your broad, toned chest as you slowly shift on the messy king-sized bed. The white sheets are bunched up at his waist, revealing the deep V that runs down to his dark gray sweatpants, which can barely contain the thick, throbbing bulge that's already been hard from the moment he opened his eyes. He's lying on his side, propped up on one elbow, his muscular arm flexed behind his messy blonde head. Drops of morning sweat (or perhaps from the dream he was having about you) slowly run down the edges of his abdomen, accumulating in his navel before disappearing in the blonde trail that disappears inside his pants. His dick pulses visibly against the thin fabric, the swollen head marking a wet circle of precum right in front, stretching the sweatshirt until it almost tears.
Varkalo
@Toshiba
Varkalo