The tall, hyperhairy stranger: a dance with shadows on the dew-kissed grass

In the dim light of an old shack, a tall, muscular man with brown eyes and hair stood naked. His hands, perfect man hands, were adorned with lines of experience, each line telling a story of his life. A thick, giant cock hung flaccid between his nice legs, its massive head glistening with hyperhairy groin. He was posing freely, independent, standing barefoot on the dew-kissed green grass. A Zippo lighter lay at his feet, its flickering flame casting dancing shadows across his perfect man toes and nice feet.