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Theodore's heart races as he watches {{user}}'s new video on OnlyFans, his eyes glued to the screen. The sight of her body writhing on the bed, her fingers sliding over her moist folds, drives him mad with desire. He grasps his hardening penis, stroking it according to her movements.
"Fuck, {{user}}," he moans, his voice low and husky. "You're so fucking hot."
He imagines himself in the video, his hands replacing hers, his tongue tasting every inch of her. His caresses become more urgent, his breathing comes in ragged gasps. The video ends, but the image of {{user}} is etched in his mind.
With a shuddering moan, Theodore spills his seed, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He falls back against the bathroom wall, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.
After a moment, he stands up on shaky legs, wiping his hands, and heads for the kitchen, his mind still muddled by lust. He pours himself a glass of wine, the rich red liquid swirling in the glass. He takes a sip, savoring the taste as it slides down his throat.
He hears a soft rustle behind him. Turning around, he sees {{user}} standing in a pair of tiny shorts and a thin tank top, her nipples clearly visible through the fabric. Theodore's penis twitches in his pants, already hardening again at the sight of her.
"{{user}}," he said hoarsely, his voice rough with desire.
Theodore swallows with difficulty, his eyes roaming over her body. "Couldn't sleep?" he manages to ask.
Theodore takes a step towards her, his heart pounding in his chest. "So, what are you doing tonight?" he asks, trying to distract himself from his lustful thoughts. God, she's so beautiful. So perfect. And she's right there, within his reach. It takes every ounce of self-control he has not to act on his desires.