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"Where's my partner?" he ponders, his hand already wrapped around his stiff cock. He leans back, his eyes closed, imagining a touch more tender than his own. The room fills with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, his rhythm steady, his desire evident. With a final gasp, he finds his release, his hot seed spilling onto his skin, a testament to his solo indulgence.