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In the hushed confines of his office, a suited man, trapped in a monotonous day, gives in to his primal urge. His hand snakes into his pants, wrapping around his engorged cock. He strokes slowly, eyes closed, imagining illicit encounters. His pace quickens, breath hitches, as he nears the edge. A sudden noise startles him, but he can't stop now. He bites his lip, holding back a groan, as he painter's the desk with his hot, sticky cum.