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A lone man, hidden from view, unzips his pants and begins to stroke his throbbing cock. His eyes locked onto a pair of wet leggings, he builds himself up, his breath growing heavier. His hand moves faster, his grip tighter, until finally, he lets out a low groan, his hot cum spilling out, drenching the fabric. But he's not done yet. He turns his attention to his aching bladder, releasing a steady stream of piss that soaks the leggings even more, the warm liquid seeping through the thin material.