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The room pulses with the rhythm of his body, the bass thumping in sync with his heart. He grinds against the air, his massive, long dick swaying like a pendulum, begging for a hole to fill. He takes it in his hand, feeling its heat, and begins to stroke, his grip tight, his rhythm steady. His breath hitches as he nears the edge, his dance turning into a desperate, primal grind as he chases his release.