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In the heart of the forest, a towering, ebony-skinned woodsman, veins bulging from his muscular frame, sets out to split firewood the old-fashioned way. His massive cock, trapped in tight briefs, strains against the fabric as he swings an axe with powerful, rhythmic strokes. The sun beats down, and he strips off his shirt, revealing a glistening, sweat-kissed torso. His throbbing manhood tents his shorts, begging for release. He pauses, running a calloused hand over his thick, uncut flesh, before resuming his labor, each swing echoing through the trees like a primal drumbeat.