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In the dimly lit room, a solitary figure commands attention. His mulatto cock, a beacon of caramel temptation, stands proudly erect. He works himself with expert precision, his hand a blur, his breath ragged. The air fills with the scent of his arousal, a heady mix of musk and sweat. His body tenses, every muscle coiled like a spring, before he erupts, his cock pulsing as stream after stream of cum paints his chest and hand.