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In the dimly lit room, the Daddy's mammoth cock tents his pants, a testament to his unspent lust. He unzips, letting it spring free, already leaking at the tip. His large, calloused hand wraps around his shaft, pumping with a fervor that belies his age. He knows every inch of his tool, every sensitive spot that sends shivers down his spine. His other hand cups his heavy balls, rolling them gently, adding to the symphony of sensation. His body tenses, every muscle taut as he nears the edge, seconds away from his explosive release.