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In the throes of unquenched desire, a lonely figure retreats to their private sanctuary, the room filled with the scent of their own arousal. They're so fucking horny, their body aching for touch, any touch. A firm grip wraps around their throbbing cock, the other hand cupping their heavy balls. With each stroke, they imagine a mouth, warm and wet, enveloping them. Their breath hitches, their body tensing as they inch closer to release, begging for that sweet relief only they can provide.