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A lean frame sits on a couch, long fingers wrapping around a substantial cock. They jerk it slowly, their other hand tracing the veins, feeling the pulse. Their eyes flutter closed, imagining, fantasizing. Suddenly, their hand pauses, a smirk playing on their lips. They lean down, their mouth engulfing the head, their tongue swirling, their hand continuing the steady rhythm, lost in their own fetishistic delight.