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In the grandeur of an expensive hotel room, a mature man, his body a testament to time and desire, stands before the full-length mirror. His large, throbbing cock in hand, he begins a slow, tantalizing stroke, building anticipation. The room echoes with the wet sound of his palm gliding along his length, the tension rising like the tide. He catches your gaze in the reflection, a smirk playing on his lips as he increases his pace, his grip tightening. The mirror fogs up, condensation beading and running down like tears, as he nears his climax. With a grunt, he tilts his head back, his body tensing as he releases, thick ropes of cum painting the mirror in white.