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The man, a 'jakol', a term of endearment in his native language, takes his time, relishing every sensation. He spreads his legs wide, allowing the mirror to capture his full form. His free hand finds its way to his balls, gently squeezing and rolling them, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine. He picks up the pace, his strokes becoming more urgent, his grip tighter. The mirror steams up, the room filling with the scent of his arousal. With a final, guttural groan, he spills his load, his cum painting the mirror in thick, white streaks. He leans in, tracing the lines with his finger, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.