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The stranger's eyes flutter open, his morning wood already straining against his boxers. He stretches, his body arching, the fabric tenting. A sudden, insistent pressure in his lower abdomen catches him off guard. He tries to ignore it, but the urge intensifies. He gives in, feeling the hot, liberating flow flood his underwear. His cock throbs, aching for more. He writhes in ecstasy, his body betraying him, his mind racing with the illicit, debauched act he's committing. The room fills with the sound of his ragged breaths and the soft, rhythmic patter of his release.