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The house is silent, save for the rhythmic sound of skin on skin. A man, alone with his thoughts and desires, has taken to his favorite chair. His hand wraps around his engorged member, sliding up and down with increasing urgency. The room fills with the scent of pre-cum and musk as he nears his climax. With a final, desperate pump, he spills his seed onto the chair, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.