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In the dead of night, a man's boredom turns into a burning desire for release. His room, bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights outside, becomes his private sanctuary. He kicks off his covers, his naked body already slick with sweat. His hand wraps around his rigid cock, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He strokes it leisurely, his mind racing with dirty thoughts. The room echoes with the sound of his hand moving up and down his shaft, the wet slapping sound driving him wild. His balls tighten, and with a low groan, he erupts, painting his chest with his hot, sticky seed.