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The room is filled with the sound of his heavy breathing and the wet, rhythmic slapping of his hand against his massive cock. He's lost in his own world, his eyes closed, his mind filled with fantasies of tight, wet pussies and eager, waiting mouths. His strokes become faster, more urgent, his body tensing with each pass over his sensitive flesh. He can feel it building, the pleasure coiling in his belly, ready to explode. And then it does, his cum shooting forth in thick, ropey streams, painting the room with his desire.