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Alone in his sanctuary, a man loses himself in the rhythm of his own body. His fingers dance across his skin, tracing lines of fire, his breathing deepening as he takes in every sensation. He leans back, his hard cock standing proud, and begins to stroke, slowly at first, building a steady pace. His other hand reaches down, finding the sensitive bud of his ass, pushing in, feeling the heat and tightness. He moans, his movements becoming more urgent, his grip tightening. The room fills with the sound of his pleasure, his moans echoing as he brings himself to the brink, his body tensing as he finally lets go, his cock pulsing as he finds his release.