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A lone man stirs awake, his morning wood tenting the sheets. But his hand doesn't reach for his cock; instead, it wanders down to his eager hole. With a slick digit, he begins to explore, rubbing the rim, then pushing in, his breath hitching at the sensation. His strokes grow faster, his finger delving deeper, as he fucks himself awake in the quiet of the morning.