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A man, his body a testament to age and experience, stands before the camera, his cock already hard and eager. He strokes it with a rhythm born of familiarity, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he has all the time in the world. The room is dim, the only sound the wet slap of flesh on flesh and his ragged breaths. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears his climax, his cock pulsing in his hand. With a low groan, he comes, his cum spilling over his fingers, a testament to his pleasure.