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The rustling of waves against the shore beckons a lonely, old soul to the water's edge. Unburdened by the prying eyes of civilization, he frees his meaty cock from its confines, the cool ocean air a welcome contrast to his heated flesh. He begins to stroke, his grip firm and steady, his breath growing ragged as he chases his climax. His body tenses, and with a final, guttural moan, he spills his seed onto the sand, the ocean's vast expanse a silent witness to his private ecstasy.