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The rhythmic spin of the washing machine provides a steady beat as he pleasures himself, his hand wrapped tightly around his thick, veiny cock. He loves the feel of the cold, hard floor against his bare ass as he pisses, the warmth spreading, soaking into the fabric. He imagines the scent of his piss lingering on the clothes, a secret only he knows. He cums again, this time onto the clean clothes he's about to fold, marking them with his scent, his pleasure.