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The room is filled with the soft moans and wet sounds of strangers in ecstasy, a symphony of pleasure that our voyeur drinks in hungrily. His cock strains against his boxers, desperate for friction, but he resists. His gaze flicks from the screen to his lap, his hips making subtle thrusts into empty air. The tension builds, a delicious agony that has him gritting his teeth. Just as he thinks he can't take anymore, his body convulses, and he finds his release, untouched, in a hot, sticky mess.