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Under the silver glow of the full moon, a man stands alone, his body a canvas of shadows and light. His hand wraps around his thick, veiny cock, pumping slowly, deliberately. The sound of his hand meeting his flesh fills the room, a steady, rhythmic beat. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his hips bucking as he nears the edge. With a final, guttural groan, he spills his load, the cum arcing through the air, landing with a soft splat on the floor, a testament to his pent-up desire.