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In the heart of the sprawling garden, a man, hidden from prying eyes, surrenders to his primal urges. He works his cock slowly, savoring each stroke, the cool air contrasting with the warmth of his palm. He imagines the soft, moist earth as a willing partner, enveloping him, drawing him in. His breath hitches, his grip tightens, and with a final, forceful stroke, he spills his seed onto the ground, fertilizing the earth with his essence, a secret, taboo act in the open air.