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In the throes of boredom, a lonely man retreats to the office restroom, his hand already wandering down to his crotch. He unlocks the cubicle door, the click echoing in the empty room. His zipper descends, revealing his throbbing, uncut cock. He wraps his hand around it, stroking firmly, his breaths growing heavier with each pull. The sound of his hand working his meat fills the small space, mingling with the distant hum of the office outside. His eyes flutter closed, imagining the soft touch of a woman's hand, the warmth of a mouth around his shaft. His grip tightens, his strokes becoming more urgent, until with a final groan, he spills his load into the toilet bowl.