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Antonio Miracle sits back with his cock already hard and his fist wrapped around the shaft, stroking in long, unhurried pulls that tighten at the crown before sliding back down. His grip twists slightly on the upstroke, stomach flexing with the effort as his pace climbs from lazy to deliberate and his breathing shifts. He works himself with focused, practiced rhythm, eyes forward, free hand skating across his chest while his hips rock into each stroke. His jaw goes slack in the final seconds and he groans through the finish, cum spilling across his stomach while his fist milks the last pulse slow.
