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A man, in the sanctuary of his own space, engages in a dance as old as time. His massive, uncut cock stands at attention, begging for touch. He wraps his large hand around the shaft, his thumb tracing the sensitive ridge. His strokes are slow, deliberate, drawing out each sensation. His other hand cups his heavy balls, gently rolling them, adding another layer to his pleasure. His body responds, his nipples hardening, his breath coming in quick gasps. He increases his pace, his hand a blur, until with a guttural groan, he finds his release, his cock pulsing as he coats his stomach in his own essence.