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A towering figure, cloaked in shadows, stands tall in the bustling city night. His hands, rough from years of labor, wrap around his colossal black cock, a beast of a man handling his own monster. The cool air does little to dampen his ardor as he begins to stroke, the primal rhythm echoing through the empty alley. His cock, a weapon of pleasure, stands at attention, ready to unleash its load. Veins bulge, and his grip tightens, the sounds of wet, slippery flesh filling the night as he brings himself closer to the edge.