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The door creaks open, and in walks Daddy, his gaze immediately drawn to the towering mirror that reflects his nude, muscled form. He's been away, but now he's back, and the only thing on his mind is pleasure. With a confident grin, he struts to the bed, his thick, uncut cock already hardening at the thought of his own touch. He sprawls out, his hand wrapping around his shaft, and begins to stroke, slowly at first, building anticipation. His breathing deepens as he picks up the pace, his free hand cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently. Daddy's back, and he's mastering his own pleasure, his body tensing as he nears release, his cock throbbing as he spills his load onto his abs, a satisfied groan escaping his lips.