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The sun barely peeks through the curtains as he grips his massive morning wood, the silky pre-cum already coating his palm. His hand works rhythmically, twisting and pumping, feeling every ridge and vein. The sensation builds, his body tensing, as he lets out a guttural groan. His cock pulses, and he's rewarded with a thick, creamy load, his body shuddering with the force of his release.