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In the heart of the suburbs, under the cloak of night, a man in pajama pants steps out into his backyard, driven by a kinky urge. The moon casts long shadows as he unbuttons, his breath fogging in the cool air. He grips his cock, aiming it at the thirsty grass, and lets go. The steady stream of warm, golden piss soaks the earth, a primal, erotic release. He strokes himself, enjoying the naughty thrill of this outdoor pee fetish, making the most of his quiet, secluded space.