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A hefty, bearded biker, dressed in tight leather, finds himself alone in his cluttered garage, a cigar dangling from his lips. He takes a long drag, the smoke filling the room as he begins to undo his belt, letting his heavy belly spill out. He runs a hand over his oily skin, feeling the grooves of his muscles and the softness of his belly. He grips his thick, hard cock, stroking it slowly, the sound of his leather creaking in rhythm with his movements. The smell of oil, smoke, and sweat fills the air as he loses himself in his solo session, his heavy grunts echoing off the garage walls.