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As dawn breaks, our hung stud stretches, his massive morning wood tenting his boxers. Eagerly, he wraps a firm hand around his throbbing shaft, stroking from root to tip. His breath hitches as he picks up speed, feeling the familiar tingle of release building. With a grunt, he pumps his load, thick ropes of cum painting his abs.