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In the quiet of his room, a mature man, bored and alone, turns to his own comfort. The dim lighting casts a soft glow on his tanned skin as he strips, revealing a toned, hairy body. His curved, uncut cock stands at attention, already eager. He strokes it slowly, the familiar sensation causing his eyes to flutter closed. His hand, calloused from years of work, grips his shaft, moving up and down with a practiced rhythm. The room fills with the sound of his wet, eager strokes, his breath picking up pace. As he nears his peak, his grip tightens, his strokes become more urgent, until with a low groan, he spills his load onto his belly, his body shuddering with release.