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Lost in his own world, a one-testicle wonder indulges in a private masturbation marathon. His hand glides effortlessly along his rigid shaft, pre-cum lubricating his way. He pauses, squeezing his lone orb, imagining a warm, wet mouth enveloping it. Resuming, he quickens his pace, his body tensing as he crosses the point of no return. With a guttural groan, he releases, his seed painting his torso in thick, creamy stripes.