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The man's hands, those of a working-class hero, grip his mammoth cock with a familiarity born of countless private sessions. He's a beast, his body a testament to years of labor, and his dick, a monument to his virility. He strokes it with purpose, his calloused hands gliding effortlessly over the length, his thumb rubbing against the sensitive head, spreading pre-cum like a lubricant. He's a man on a mission, his strokes sure and steady, his hips bucking slightly as he imagines a tight, wet pussy around his cock. His grunts fill the room, primal and raw, a symphony of carnal desire as he brings himself closer to the edge, his body tensing, his breath hitching, ready to unleash a torrent of hot, sticky cum.