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In the privacy of his room, Brad brings his Fleshlight to life, the tight, textured sleeve a poor substitute for the real thing. But it's enough to get him going, his strokes steady and sure. He angles the camera to capture every thrust, his Australian accent a low, dirty growl as he talks himself through it. 'Fuck, this feels good,' he grunts, his pace quickening. He's close, his breath ragged, his body tense. And then, with a final, shuddering thrust, he comes, his load filling the sleeve, his body relaxing as he catches his breath. 'Fuck yeah,' he says, a satisfied grin on his face. 'That's what I call a pocket pussy.