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His eyes locked on the camera, he starts slow, his huge cock barely fitting in his hand. He's in no rush, each stroke calculated, drawing out his pleasure. The room is dim, the only sounds his heavy breaths and the wet slapping of his hand against his cock. He picks up the pace, his body tensing, his grip tightening. His cock swells, veins bulging, as he nears the edge. A few more strokes, a few more breathless moans, and with a final, violent stroke, he cries out, his cock pulsing, cum squirting out in thick ropes, painting his hand and the floor beneath him.