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Aday Turan sits back against the headboard, legs spread, one hand wrapped around his hard cock and stroking in a loose, unhurried grip that tightens on the pull. His dark eyes stay fixed forward as the pace climbs, stomach flexing with each deliberate upstroke while his breath comes heavier through parted lips. He works his shaft with both hands for a stretch, twisting slightly at the crown before settling back into a single-fisted rhythm that has his hips lifting off the mattress. His jaw tightens in the final seconds before he groans and finishes hard, cum hitting his chest while his grip milks out every last pulse.
