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Awakening at dawn, Mister Naked pads to the bathroom, his morning wood tenting his silky nightgown. He pauses at the toilet, letting a stream of warm piss arc into the bowl, the golden shower glinting in the soft morning light. Satisfied, he moves to the sink, his reflection revealing a mischievous grin as he strokes his hardening cock through the thin fabric. He lets out a low moan, his hand working feverishly, the nightgown doing little to hide his throbbing erection. Turning, he leans against the sink, his hips bucking as he nears climax, his body tensing as he spills his load onto the tiled floor.