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In the heart of Toronto, a burly, hairy-chested man seeks solace in his hotel room after a long day. He strips down, revealing a thick, veiny cock that hangs heavy and uncut. Lubricant glistens on his hand as he strokes himself, the cityscape sprawling behind him through the floor-to-ceiling window. His reflection in the glass is a constant companion, his grunts echoing in the empty room. He builds a rhythm, his chest heaving, until he can no longer hold back. His cock pulses, rope after rope of cum shooting out, decorating the window with his desire.