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In the privacy of his intimate space, he strips bare, his body a work of art. His big, white cock stands erect, a beacon of his arousal. He grips it firmly, his hand moving in a rhythm as old as time itself. His breath hitches, his body tenses, as he brings himself to the brink. The room echoes with his grunts, the sound of skin on skin, as he finally succumbs to his release, his cock throbbing as it coats his hand with his warm, sticky seed.