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In the quiet of his room, a mature man finds solace in his own touch. His gnarled hands, a testament to years lived, wrap around his hardening cock. He strokes, eyes closed, lost in thoughts only he knows. The room fills with his ragged breaths, the scent of aged skin and pre-cum. His body tenses, a low groan escaping as he paints his belly with his release.