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In the cover of dusk, a married man seeks solace in the cemetery's secluded corners, his car a private haven for his dirty deeds. His heart races as he whips out his massive, veined cock, the cool air a stark contrast to his heated flesh. He begins to wank, his grip tight, his strokes steady. The thrill of the outdoors, the risk of being caught, it all spurs him on. He can feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening, and with a final, desperate stroke, he comes, his cum spilling out, a testament to his taboo pleasure.