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In the dim light of the car park, the skier's breath comes in ragged gasps, his heart pounding like the snow under his skis. He's got the car to himself, but the thrill of being caught fuels his desire. His hand wraps around his thick cock, the condom a thin barrier between his flesh and the cold air. He strokes faster, his moans echoing in the confined space. His body tenses, his cock pulsing as he cums, filling the condom with his hot, sticky load. He leans back, spent, the car filled with the scent of his lust.