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"Fondle me," he begs, his voice a low rumble. His body, a landscape of curves and soft flesh, invites touch. His moobs, heavy and sensitive, ache for attention. He runs his hands over his big belly, feeling the heat beneath. His uncut cock, trapped in its foreskin, twitches, eager for release. He strokes it, his grip firm, his pace steady. His nipples harden, and he pinches them, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his throbbing cock. He's close, his breath coming in short gasps, his body tense. Finally, with a low groan, he comes, his cum spilling over his hands.