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In the quiet of the morning, a man takes his cock in hand, the softness of his flesh against the roughness of his palm sending shivers down his spine. He runs his hand up and down his length, feeling the blood pulse, the skin grow tight. His strokes become more urgent, his grip firmer, his breath coming in short gasps. With a final, hard pull, he comes, his cock pulsing as he spills his load, the sight of his cum coating his hand and stomach pushing him into a state of blissful satisfaction.