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The room is filled with the soft sounds of his pleasure, his hand moving in a steady, intimate rhythm on his hard, uncircumcised cock. He takes his time, exploring every inch of his flesh, his fingers tracing the veins, his thumb rubbing the sensitive head. His body responds, his hips bucking slightly, his breaths coming in short gasps. He leans back, his other hand pinching and twisting his nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. His strokes become faster, more urgent, and with a low groan, he comes, his body shuddering as he spills his seed over his hand.