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In the throes of midday hunger, a man seeks solace in his own hand. Locked in his office, he unzips, revealing a throbbing cock. His fist grips tightly, stroking with urgency. Pre-cum glistens, as he picks up pace, his breath hitching. The room fills with the scent of sex and the sound of flesh smacking flesh. His body tenses, and with a final, desperate tug, he spills his load, catching it in his waiting palm.