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In the hush of the night, an ebony Adonis retreats to his private sanctum, the dim glow of his bedside lamp casting long, tantalizing shadows. His hand, already slick with anticipation, wraps around his throbbing cock. He strokes, slow and steady, building pressure as he imagines the touch of unseen hands. His breath hitches, becoming ragged, as he picks up the pace, his hips bucking off the bed. The room fills with the scent of his musk, the sound of his pleasure. His body tenses, every muscle coiling like a spring, before he unleashes a torrent of hot, pearly cum, his body shaking with the force of his release.