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The forest floor provides a makeshift bed as Muly, surrounded by nature's embrace, succumbs to his carnal urges. His cock, though small, twitches with anticipation. He begins to masturbate, his hand working his length with a sense of urgency. The sounds of the forest - the chirping birds, the distant rustle of leaves - serve as a symphony to his solitary dance. His breath hitches as he nears his climax, his body tensing as he releases into the earth, leaving a small puddle of evidence amidst the natural setting.