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The room fills with the sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh as a lone man gives in to his primal urges. His grip tightens, his pace quickens, each stroke bringing him closer to the edge. His body glistens with sweat, muscles taut as he chases his release. His moans fill the room, raw and primal, as he finally finds his end, his cock pulsing as he coats his hand and belly with his hot, sticky cum.