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Under the open sky, a man's lust knows no bounds. His massive cock tents his pants, demanding release. He unzips, letting it spring out, hard and ready. The breeze tickles the sensitive skin, heightening every sensation as he grips it firmly. His strokes are long and slow, drawing out the pleasure, his body tensing with each pass over the head. The world around him is a blur, his focus solely on the building ecstasy in his loins. He's a creature of pure, primal need, claiming his pleasure in the open, untamed.