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In the quiet of his office, the businessman leans back in his chair, his day's work done. His mind wanders, and he feels the familiar stirring in his pants. He spreads his legs, his hand rubbing the growing bulge. With a sigh, he unzips, his hard cock springing free. He takes his time, running his hand up and down his length, feeling the veins pulse with each beat of his heart. His other hand grips his thigh, fingers digging into the fabric of his pants as he speeds up, chasing his climax. With a low groan, he comes, his cock twitching as he paints his hand and pants with his spend.