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As the leaves change color, so does Autumn's cock, hardening in the crisp air. He unzips, revealing his thick, uncut dick, and begins a slow, sensuous jerk. The bridge's cold stone contrasts with his hot, throbbing flesh. His strokes quicken, his breath hitches, and with a guttural moan, he spills his load, the cum glistening on the bridge like autumn dew.