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As the moon casts its silver glow through the window, a man lost in lust takes center stage. His large, throbbing member aches for release, and he answers its call, wrapping his fist around it with purpose. The room fills with the soft, wet sounds of his hand working his shaft, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until, with a guttural groan, he unloads, his heavy payload splashing onto his stomach and hand, a testament to his late-night indulgence.