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Poison relieving some pre-fight stress

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Street fighter's poison: a solitary moment of raw power in the city's grimy underbelly

In the gritty heart of the city, under the neon glow of a deserted street, stood a muscular Futanari with pink hair, eyes closed and panting heavily. Leaning up against a brick wall, they were clad in a white loose tank top, blue hat askew, and cutoff jean short shorts. Their large breasts and underboob were visible through the fabric, emphasized by their heaving breaths. A pair of black fingerless hand gloves adorned their wrists. In their hand, they grasped their large penis, testicles hanging heavy, as they masturbated with a fervor that filled the air with hot breath. Suddenly, with a powerful thrust, their penis shot out cum in great quantities, painting the wall and the ground below them a striking shade of white. Dripping cum everywhere, it was a sight to behold, a testament to their raw power.