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As the moon casts its silvery glow, a lone figure retreats to the bedroom, the house eerily quiet. His heart races as he undoes his belt, the rustle of fabric echoing in the silence. He strokes his throbbing cock, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, the friction building a delicious tension. He lets out a low moan, his body tensing as he spills his load, the hot cum painting his abs.