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The crunch of leaves under boots signals his arrival at a secluded spot. A quick glance around confirms his solitude, and he wastes no time unzipping. His huge, British cock, already stiff, juts out, eager for attention. He wraps a calloused hand around his length, jerking slowly at first, then building speed as his desire intensifies. His abdominal muscles tense, and with a guttural moan, he lets his bladder empty, his piss soaking the forest floor as his hand continues to work his cock, bringing him to a shuddering climax.