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The first light of dawn finds him already rock hard, his BBC tenting the sheets. He grasps his thick shaft, feeling the pulse of life within. With a sigh, he begins to stroke, his hand gliding over the smooth, dark skin. He takes his time, enjoying the sensation, before picking up speed, his hips bucking as he chases his pleasure. The room fills with the sound of his hand slapping against his cock, and the scent of his musk, as he brings himself to a satisfying climax.