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Borotvált Fasz, the hung, rough-around-the-edges rider, finds himself in Kanos, seeking refuge from the world in the open plains. With no one to witness his desires, he sheds his clothes, his hard, veined cock standing proud. He finds a rock formation, its smooth surface perfect for grinding his ass against. He bucks and thrusts, his body coated in a sheen of sweat, his cock slick with pre-cum. His groans echo through the empty landscape as he fucks himself raw, his body convulsing as he cums hard, his jizz dripping down the rock, a testament to his wild, untamed lust.