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Solo stroking, no time for subtlety
With a mischievous grin, he catches his reflection in the mirror, winking at his own debauchery. He's alone, but the thrill of the forbidden is palpable. His hands, rough from years of manual labor, contrast starkly with his smooth, tanned skin. He pulls out his monster cock, already rock hard and aching for release. He spits into his palm, lubricating his grip as he begins to pump his shaft, his wrist twisting with each stroke. He moans, his voice deep and resonant, filling the room with his carnal pleasure. His body tenses, his abs clenching as he nears climax. With a final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his cum shooting out in thick ropes, painting the mirror with his essence. He grins, satisfied, before cleaning up and leaving the room, the scent of sex lingering in the air.