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With a grunting determination, he goes to war with his own flesh, using both hands to stretch and twist his monster cock. It's a symphony of pleasure and pain as he pushes himself to the brink, his body tensing, abs clenching. The room fills with the sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh, his moans echoing off the walls. He's a man possessed, driven by the insatiable need to empty his swollen sack.