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In the quiet of the pre-dawn hours, our black stud awakes with a raging hard-on, his dark dick tenting the sheets. He tentatively reaches down, wrapping his large hand around his thickness, feeling the pulse of his desire. His mind races with images of last night's dreams, fueling his solo session. He increases his pace, his grip tightening, until he's groaning, his abs clenched, and his cum is spilling out, coating his hand and his cock in sticky, white strings.