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In the dimly lit room, the Hismith machine hums like a mechanical lover, its steady rhythm a symphony of desire. The man, his cock hard and aching, watches as the dildo, slick with lube, disappears into his mouth. He takes it deep, feeling the machine's power as it drives into him, hitting the back of his throat. His hands grip the machine, his knuckles turning white with effort, as he struggles to keep up with its relentless pace. The room fills with the wet, slapping sound of flesh meeting silicone, the machine's hum growing louder, more insistent, as it pushes him closer to the edge of ecstasy.