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In the privacy of his own home, a mature man succumbs to his primal urges. He strips naked, his body bearing the marks of time, yet his cock stands tall and proud. The casting couch beckons, and he takes his seat, his hand instinctively reaching for his engorged member. He strokes it slowly at first, his eyes closed, lost in a world of his own desires. His grip tightens, his pace quickens, as he gives in to the animalistic need coursing through his veins. The room fills with the sound of his heavy breathing and the slick, wet noises of his hand working his cock. With a final, guttural moan, he finds his release, his body convulsing as he coats the couch with his seed.