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Cloaked in shadows, our verified amateur reveals his royal scepter, a colossal ebony pole that demands worship. He handles his king-sized member with reverent care, his slow, deliberate strokes teasing every sensitive nerve ending. The room fills with the lewd symphony of his pleasure, his heavy breathing syncing with the wet sounds of his fist sliding along his glistening length.