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Kayden Gray locks eyes with you and wraps his fist around his thick, rigid shaft, pulling up slow from base to head with a twist at the crown. He works himself with steady, deliberate strokes, foreskin gliding over the swollen tip as his hips rock forward into his grip. He spreads his legs wider, reaches down to cup his heavy balls, and speeds up — slapping his cock against his palm with wet, urgent rhythm. His breath turns ragged as he strokes faster, thumbing the soaked head until his thighs tense and he groans low. Ropes of cum streak across his chest as he jerks through every pulse, grip milking the last drop before he lets go.
