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Thomas Freidl flexes in the grimy bathroom light, eyes locked on his reflection as his ripped hand wraps around his thick black cock. He pumps slowly at first, deliberate pulls that tighten at the crown while his abs clench and his jaw goes slack. The pace climbs as he leans back against the grimy tiles, hips thrusting into his fist, precum slicking the glide. He groans through the final strokes and shoots thick ropes across his stomach, milking every pulse until his hand finally stills and his breath steadies.
