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In the throes of a packing marathon, our hung, tattooed stud takes a well-deserved break. He props himself up against a stack of boxes, unzipping his jeans to reveal his massive, throbbing cock. He strokes it slowly, his moans echoing in the empty room. He fantasizes about you, rubbing your pussy in time with his movements. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a guttural groan, he cums, ropes of hot, white jizz coating his abs.