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The shower stall fills with the scent of soap and the sound of wet skin slapping against skin. He grips his meaty shaft, sliding his fist up and down, imagining the sensation of a tongue swirling around his sensitive head. The water cascades down his body, washing away the suds as his pace quickens, his breath coming in short gasps. His muscles tense, and with a final, deep thrust, he finds his release, the hot liquid mixing with the water at his feet.