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A lone figure, hidden from view, begins to touch himself. His hand wraps around his substantial length, moving up and down with practiced ease. The sound of his strokes fills the room, a rhythmic symphony of pleasure. His breath hitches as he nears climax, his grip tightening. With a final, shuddering groan, he comes, his cum pulsing out, coating his hand and dripping down his shaft.