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Raba, the uncut god, rises with a throbbing morning wood that's impossible to ignore. He takes matters into his own hands, literally, as he begins to stroke his substantial length. The sensation is exquisite, and he knows he's close. His breath hitches, his stomach clenches, and with a guttural groan, he comes undone, painting his torso with rope after rope of hot, white cum.