The storm: Anal playtime

In the midst of a stormy night, a man found himself alone, seeking solace in the warmth of his own touch. As he lay on his bed, his mind wandered to the tantalizing image of a voluptuous woman with a round, inviting backside that he had encountered earlier that day. Unable to resist the allure, he reached for his phone and began to stroke his throbbing member as he imagined plunging his length into that tight, round hole. The thought of the forbidden act sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, making him yearn for the actual encounter. He continued to fantasize, each stroke bringing him closer to the edge of ecstasy. The storm outside seemed to mirror the storm brewing within him, as he reached the climax, surrendering to the intense pleasure coursing through his veins.