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The room echoes with his deep, guttural moans as he works his engorged member, the slick sound of his hand meeting flesh the only other noise in the silent house. The air is thick with the scent of his precum, a testament to his arousal. His body tenses, every muscle taut as he nears his peak. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling forth in a satisfying arc, painting his stomach and chest with his love for himself on this Valentine's day.