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In the quiet of the morning, our Mexican amateur rises, his thoughts already filled with thoughts of pleasure. He slips off his boxers, his thick, veiny cock springing free, already half-hard. He wraps his hand around his girth, feeling the pulse of life beneath his fingers. He begins to stroke, his grip tight, his pace steady. His cock grows harder, longer, until it's standing proud, a testament to his desires. He adds lube, his hand flying now, his body tensing as he nears the edge. With a grunt, he comes, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, coating his abs and chest.