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As the sun peeks through the curtains, our eager amateur rises, his morning wood already tenting the sheets. In the quiet of the early morning, he sheds his boxers, revealing his thick, veiny cock. He strokes it languidly, his body still warm from sleep, as the first rays of sunlight dance on his skin. His hand moves with purpose, squeezing and pumping his meat, the sound of wet skin filling the room. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his hardening tool, his breath hitching as he nears release.