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In the heart of the range trap, our femboy recruit, clad in army greens and tactical gear, indulges in a private, guilty pleasure. He whispers instructions to himself, his hands roaming over his body, feeling the fabric of his uniform, the cool metal of his weapon. He's rock hard, his cock straining against his pants. With a quick glance, he frees himself, beginning a slow, intimate jack-off session. His breath hitches, his body shudders, and with a final, low moan, he releases, leaving a warm, sticky testament to his forbidden pleasure.