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Jeffrey Lloyd drops onto the bench and spreads his thighs wide, cock already leaking against his belly as he wraps a fist around the base. He strokes himself in long, heavy pulls, grinding his hips forward into each pass while steam beads on his shoulders. His other hand reaches down to cup his balls, rolling them in his palm as the pace quickens. He holds eye contact through the last few strokes, then comes across his stomach in thick, pulsing stripes that drip down his hairy chest.
