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The room is dim, the air heavy with anticipation. A mature man, alone and unobserved, stands before the mirror, his reflection staring back at him with raw hunger. His hand, strong and sure, reaches into his pants, pulling out his throbbing cock. He begins to stroke, slow and deliberate, his gaze locked with his reflection's. The room echoes with the sound of his hand meeting flesh, the rhythm picking up as he loses himself in the moment, chasing the high only he can give himself.