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The room is filled with the soft, wet sounds of flesh on flesh as he pleasures himself, his hand gliding effortlessly along his length. He's in no rush, savoring each touch, each sensation. His body responds, his cock throbs, his breath hitches, but he maintains his steady pace, drawing out the moment, making it last. It's a dance of one, a solo symphony of sensation.