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In the comfort of his private space, a British mature man indulges in a solo session. His cock, a beast of its own, demands attention, and he obliges, wrapping his large, calloused hand around it. He pumps steadily, feeling every ridge, every pulse. His breath hitches, his chest heaves, as he loses himself in the rhythm. The room fills with the sound of wet, eager strokes, the scent of pre-cum and man musk. His body tenses, ready to burst, but he delays, enjoying the exquisite torture of prolonged pleasure.