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As the clock strikes five, the office empties, but not before one man succumbs to his carnal desires. Unbuttoning his crisp shirt, he reveals his muscular torso, his hand trailing down to the bulge in his pants. He frees his massive, veined cock, the sight alone enough to make any woman drool. He pumps his length, the sound of his hand meeting flesh echoing in the silent room. His fantasy plays out in his mind, pushing him to the brink, until he paints the desk with his pent-up lust, leaving a reminder of his taboo tryst for the next day.