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The first light of dawn finds our hung, black stud already at full mast, his colossal cock straining against his boxers. He frees the beast, his hand wrapping around the thick base, working his way up to the bulbous tip. His strokes are slow and steady, his breath hitching as he imagines the tight, wet heat of a lover's mouth enveloping him. The room echoes with the sound of his pleasure, his grunts growing louder as he nears the edge.