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In the dimly lit room, you lie on the bed, your breath hitching as you begin to touch yourself. I enter silently, taking a seat nearby, my eyes fixed on your every movement. Your hand strokes your growing erection, your body tensing as you lose yourself in the act. I watch, enraptured, as you bring yourself to the brink, your breath coming in short gasps. When you're done, I rise from my chair, leaving the room as quietly as I entered, our silent encounter at an end.