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Confined to his room, Snauwflake's mind wanders, the sterile hospital environment doing little to dampen his carnal desires. He kicks off his sheets, revealing his long, hard cock straining against his boxers. He slips a hand inside, feeling the heat and velvet softness of his uncut dick. He imagines a secret admirer watching him, urging him on. His strokes become faster, more confident, his balls tightening as he edges closer. His body tenses, and with a low groan, he cums, his cock pulsing as he paints his abdomen with his creamy load.