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The public rest stop's grimy walls echo with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as a stranger's uncut, veiny cock throbs in his hand. The acrid scent of the toilet mingles with the musk of his pre-cum, creating a heady, intoxicating aroma. His strokes grow faster, more urgent, the risk of discovery only serving to push him closer to the edge. The grime of the urinals and the filthy floor beneath him only add to the perverse pleasure he finds in this forbidden act.