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In the quiet of his room, he strokes his throbbing cock, lost in the fantasy of her warm, wet mouth. Precum beads at the tip as he imagines her eager tongue lapping it up. His hand works feverishly, matching the rhythm of her imaginary bobbing head. He grunts, his body tensing as he explodes, rope after rope of hot cum painting his abs. A satisfied sigh escapes him, his reality intertwined with her fantasy.