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In a dimly lit room, Daddy's hands work their magic, coaxing a beast from his pants. His monster cock stands at attention, ready for action. But today, it's just him and his fist, a symphony of pleasure building with each stroke. He's a master of his craft, his hands expertly milking his meat, bringing himself closer to the edge with every tug. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against skin, a primal rhythm that speaks to his raw, carnal desires.