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Pulln, a man of secrets and muscles, finds solace in the sanctuary of his room. His hands, calloused from years of labor, now serve a different purpose. They trace the lines of his body, igniting a fire within. His breath hitches as he grips his thick, veined cock, feeling the pulse of life beneath his touch. He jerks himself with fervor, lost in his own world, his body tensing as he approaches the edge. The room fills with the scent of sex and the sound of his ragged breaths, a symphony of his unspoken desires.