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In the heart of the woods, a man, his body glistening with sweat, lets go of all inhibitions. His cock, hard and throbbing, releases a torrent of hot piss, staining the forest floor. He growls, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure, as the last drops fall. The scent of his musk mingles with the pine, a heady, intoxicating aroma that only serves to heighten his arousal. He strokes his cock, imagining the taste of his own salty essence, before turning and walking deeper into the woods, leaving a trail of his sin behind.