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In the quiet of the morning, our solo artist awakens with a raging hard-on, his enormous cock aching for release. He wraps his large hand around his throbbing shaft, savoring the velvety smoothness as he begins to stroke. His mind fills with the sensation of a tight, wet mouth enveloping him, and he picks up the pace, his hips bucking slightly as he fucks his fist. The tension builds, his abs clenching as he nears the edge. With a guttural groan, he comes, his hot seed pulsing out, coating his hand and chest, leaving him panting and satisfied.