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Surrounded by the hum of distant traffic and the rustling of leaves, he begins, his hand wrapping around his rigid shaft. The sun beats down, the world continues, oblivious to his secret indulgence. His breaths grow ragged, his grip tighter, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through him. A squirrel scampers nearby, a silent witness to his taboo act. With a final, shuddering gasp, he spills his load, the cum glistening on the grass, a secret only nature will bear witness to.