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The forest's quietude shattered only by the zip of his fly, the mature, bearded man stands tall, his cock swaying slightly in the cool air. He grips the shaft, aiming it downwards, and a moment later, the first drops of piss spatter against the undergrowth. The scent of urine mingles with the earthy aroma of the woods as he continues to empty his bladder, his body shuddering with each release. His eyes dart around, checking for any unseen observers, the thrill of exhibitionism heightening his pleasure.