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In a dimly lit room, a man in a crisp white shirt and black heels paces, his cock aching for release. He grips it tightly, his hand gliding along the length, the sound of his flesh slapping against his palm filling the silence. His heels click on the hardwood floor, a metronome for his growing desire. He leans back, his eyes closed, his breath ragged, as he brings himself to the brink. With a shudder, he comes, his cum painting the heels, a sticky, lewd masterpiece.