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The clock strikes seven days, and our lonely masturbator can't hold back any longer. With a hungry grunt, he wraps his fist around his stiff shaft, primed and ready. His strokes are fast and furious, hips bucking as he nears the edge. Finally, with a roar, he finds his release, his big load arcing high and splattering dramatically, a testament to his week of denial.