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As the sun peeks through the curtains, a man's morning ritual begins. His large, veiny cock throbs, yearning for attention. He grips it firmly, his hand moving in rhythmic motions, tracing the contours of his shaft. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, the wet, slick noises of his stroking a symphony in the quiet morning air. His body tenses, his breath hitches, as he nears his climax, the first of the day's many delights.