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In the desolate wasteland, the lone Doom Guy takes a moment to appreciate his weapon, and by weapon, we mean his colossal, thick cock. He strokes it slowly, the heavy breathing echoing in his empty base. His powerful hands grip his massive tool, veins bulging as he picks up the pace, lost in his own world of pleasure.