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A lonely man retreats to his private space, a pocket pussy his only companion. He lubes it up, his breath hitching in anticipation. His strokes are slow at first, building a rhythm as his hips thrust forward. The tight, warm sensation envelops him, mimicking the real thing. He closes his eyes, lost in the fantasy, his body tensing as he nears climax. With a final, shuddering thrust, he finds his release, the toy milking every last drop from him.