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In the soft morning light, a verified amateur stirs, his hand wandering down to stroke his already stiffening cock. He's got a craving, and it's not for breakfast. "Leche" he whispers, his grip tightening as he imagines the warm, wet feel of it on his skin. His strokes become more urgent, his breath shallow, as he chases his morning release.