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In the quiet of his home office, a man finds solace in his solitary ritual. The room fills with the sound of his heavy breathing as he works his cock, the scent of his musk filling the air. His body tenses, his abdominal muscles clenching as he nears his peak. A low groan escapes his lips, a primal sound that echoes in the otherwise silent room. With one final, powerful stroke, he comes undone, his body shuddering as he paints his chest with his hot, sticky seed.