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As midnight strikes, a lonely man retreats to his dimly lit bedroom, the only sound the soft hum of his laptop. He's alone, but not lonely for long. His hand slides down, grazing his hardening cock through his worn jeans. With a groan, he pops the button, letting his thick, veiny cock spring free. He strokes it slowly, the friction sending shivers down his spine. His eyes roll back as he jerks off, his breath coming in short gasps. He's all alone, but in the quiet of the night, he's found his pleasure.