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With a condom rolled onto his substantial length, he begins his solo dance. The music sets the pace, his hand moving in sync with the beat. His breath hitches as he works his shaft, the friction building, the sensation intensifying. The mirror reflects his every move, his every grimace, his every gasp. The room fills with the symphony of his pleasure, the music, and his own ragged breathing, all culminating in a final, intense release.