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Alone in his room, he lets his guard down, allowing his monstrous cock to spring free from its constraints. He admires its size, running a thick finger along the underside, tracing the prominent vein that pulses with life. He grips it firmly, his big, strong hand barely able to encompass its width. With a hungry grunt, he begins to milk it, the sound of his hand working his meat filling the room. His body tenses, his ass clenching as he spills his load, a flood of cum rushing forth, painting his chest and hand in sticky, white ropes.