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In the hush of his room, a man loses himself in the rhythm of his own touch. The sound of skin against skin fills the void, punctuated by his heavy breaths. His hand works his rigid cock, twisting and pumping, as the scent of musk intensifies. The room echoes with his guttural moans, a crescendo building to the finale. With a final, shuddering stroke, he spills his load, painting the room with his hot, sticky release.