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The room is dim, the air thick with the scent of his own arousal. He's alone, but the screen before him is a window into a world of carnal delights. His hand, slick with pre-cum, slides up and down his massive cock, the veins pulsing with each beat of his heart. His eyes are glued to the screen, watching as a woman, her body glistening with sweat, rides a cock that mirrors his own. His strokes grow faster, more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He's close, so close, his body tensing as he finally lets go, his cock pulsing as he spills his load, his moans of pleasure filling the room, echoing the cries of the woman on screen.