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As the moon casts a silver glow, a lone figure retreats to his private sanctum, a bottle of baby oil in hand. He pours the slick substance over his throbbing cock, the lubricant glistening in the dim light. With a firm grip, he begins to stroke, his breath hitching as his hand moves faster, the oil creating a symphony of wet sounds. His body tenses, his abdominals contracting as he nears the edge. With a guttural groan, he erupts, thick ropes of cum shooting out, painting his torso in a sticky, shining masterpiece.