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The gardener, a rugged man with calloused hands and a weather-beaten face, stands tall among the frost-covered plants. His breath hitches as he feels the cold air against his skin, his body reacting in unexpected ways. He reaches for the parsley, its tiny leaves glistening with frost, and runs his fingers over them, a shiver running down his spine. His cock stirs, and he decides to indulge in the forbidden pleasure of outdoor masturbation. He unzips his pants, his hand wrapping around his thickening cock. The cold air against his hot flesh sends jolts of pleasure through him. He leans against a tree, his body tensing as he brings himself to the brink, his moans echoing in the silent garden.