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Lost in thoughts of her, I find myself in my room, pants around my ankles, stroking my engorged cock. The memory of her touch ignites my senses, and I grip my shaft tighter, feeling the veins pulse with need. I imagine her lips around me, her warm tongue licking my length, and my breathing grows ragged. My hand moves faster, the friction building, until I can't hold back any longer. Hot streams of cum erupt from my penis, coating my hand and stomach, a testament to my unbridled lust.