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He drops his pants the second the door clicks shut, already half-hard and stroking himself with a firm grip. His hand works the full shaft in slow, deliberate pulls, thumb smearing the wet tip on every upstroke. You match his rhythm with your own fist, close enough to feel the heat coming off his skin as he grinds his hips forward into each pass. When his breathing turns ragged, he tugs you closer and wraps both hands around his cock, milking a thick load across his stomach while your hand keeps pumping through the last pulse.
