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In the heart of a secluded field, a man's cock twitches with anticipation. He undoes his pants, allowing his thick, veiny dick to spring free. The countryside air is cool, but his body is warm, his loins heavy. He lets out a steady stream, the scent of piss filling his nostrils, the sound of it hitting the ground a symphony to his ears. He strokes himself, his hand slick with urine, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he chases his release. With a final grunt, he comes, his cum mixing with his piss, a lewd sight amidst the otherwise serene landscape.