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The scent of his own musk fills the air as the Latino man stands naked before the mirror, his body a landscape of hard planes and soft curves. His uncut cock, a dark rose against his brown skin, throbs with need. He runs a hand through his thick beard, then grips his shaft, feeling the velvety softness of the skin. His strokes are steady, purposeful, each one sending jolts of pleasure coursing through him. He can feel the pressure building, the heat in his groin intensifying. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his hips bucking as he fucks his fist, his body tensing as he spills his load, the cum dripping down his hand and onto the tiles below.