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The lone worker, a strapping hunk, finds himself in a battle of wills. His cock, straining against his pants, demands release, craving the warmth of a throat to work its magic on. He fights the temptation, pacing and muttering dirty promises to himself, yet the sight of his obvious bulge in the reflection of the window only serves to fuel his lust. The struggle is real, but the throbbing in his pants is a persuasive opponent.