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In the warm, amber glow of a single lamp, a beefy, tattooed man reclines, his massive gut stretching his sweatpants to their limit. He pops open a cold one, the hiss of the tab echoing in the silent room. He takes a long pull, the beer dribbling down his chin, onto his chest, tracing a path down to his belly. He sets the bottle aside and begins to play, his thick fingers digging into the soft, rounded flesh. He spreads his legs, allowing his belly to spill over, his cock hardening as he manipulates his weight, the sensation of his own bulk arousing him further.