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Groggily rubbing eyes, he notices his massive morning wood throbbing beneath the sheets. Unable to resist, he slips a hand under the covers, gripping his thick shaft. His breath hitches as he strokes, feeling it pulse and grow harder. He lets out a low moan, lost in the sensation of his hand gliding up and down, faster and tighter. His balls tighten, and with a final, urgent stroke, he unleashes a huge load onto his stomach.