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The crunch of leaves underfoot signals your presence, interrupting his private moment. The boy, caught mid-stream, blushes as you approach. His cock, still hard and dripping, stands out against the rough bark of the tree. The scent of his musk mingles with the earthy aroma of the woods, creating an intoxicating blend that stirs your own desires.