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The city never sleeps, and neither does our insatiable voyeur. Armed with his phone and a raging hard-on, he steps into the night, leaving the comfort of his home behind. The streets are his playground, the darkness his cloak. He finds a hidden spot, the perfect vantage point for his late-night performance. His hand wraps around his massive, veiny cock, stroking it to full attention. The cool air on his bare flesh, the distant hum of the city, it all adds to the intensity. He can feel the eyes of the city on him, watching, waiting. His body tenses, his breath hitches, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load onto the unforgiving concrete.