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As the clock strikes five, a powerful black man finds solace in his daily ritual. His oversized hands unbutton his fly, unleashing a monstrous, intimidating BBC. He takes his time, caressing the length, feeling the weight of it in his palm. His eyes glaze over in pleasure as he works his shaft, the girth stretching his fingers wide. The room fills with the scent of man and the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the pace quickening as he chases his release. With a guttural groan, he spills his load, thick and creamy, marking his territory.