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In the dim glow of the car's interior, a muscular jock can't keep his hands off his massive cock. He's been edging all day, his dick throbbing with need. He pulls over, needing relief. He starts slow, palming his shaft, feeling the veins pulse under his touch. He imagines his feet, dirty and sweaty from a long day of sports, wrapped around his cock. The thought pushes him closer to the edge. He picks up the pace, his hand a blur, until he's right there, ready to explode. He catches his breath, willing himself to hold back, prolonging the exquisite torture. His body shakes as he finally lets go, cum spurting out, painting his feet and the car's floor.