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His hand works slow at first, thumb dragging over the slick head before he wraps his fist around the shaft. Logan Moore pulls the speedo aside and strokes himself in long, deliberate pulls, each one drawing a low grunt as his hips roll forward. You mirror his rhythm, palm sliding over your own cock until the pace syncs and your breathing falls into the same ragged pattern. He quickens, grip twisting at the crown, and when his thighs tense you match him stroke for stroke until both of you spill together across the fabric still bunched at his thigh.
