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His fingers dance, tracing intricate patterns on his skin, igniting nerves alight. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the wet sounds of his hand working his cock, the ragged breaths that escape his lips. His body arches, a silent plea for more as he edges closer to the brink, his cock pulsing in his hand, ready to spill his load.