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In the dimly lit office, a man in a crisp black shirt and leather pants paces, his mind consumed by primal needs. He pauses by the window, the city lights reflecting off his glossy, restrictive attire. His hands trace the leather, feeling the bulge beneath, before slipping inside to free his rigid cock. He pumps himself, the leather pants riding up, offering a tantalizing glimpse of his muscular thighs. His strokes grow faster, more desperate, the office chair creaking in rhythm with his movements, as he races towards a explosive, lewd release.