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Under the tropical sun of Mauritius, a man stretches languidly in his hotel room, his morning wood tenting the sheets. He pads naked to the bathroom, the air already thick with humidity. The showerhead sprays a pulsating stream, the sound echoing in the tiled room. He steps in, the water instantly soaking his hair, running down his body. His hand wraps around his thick, already hard cock, the water making his grip slick. He strokes slowly, his mind filled with illicit thoughts, his body responding eagerly. He increases his pace, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his hand moving faster, his grip tighter. He feels the familiar pressure building, his body tensing, and with a groan, he comes, his cum mixing with the water, sliding down his body and disappearing down the drain.