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As the sun creeps in, so does his consciousness, accompanied by a rigid, aching cock tenting the sheets. He rubs his eyes, then his eyes widen at the sight of his engorged member. With a groan, he gives in, wrapping his large hand around his girth, feeling every vein pulse with need. His lubed-up palm glides effortlessly, his mind filling with filthy images, his body tensing as he nears climax. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his hot seed spilling forth, coating his hand and stomach, a testament to his self-pleasure.