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With the office door locked and the blinds drawn, he begins his secret ritual. His hand, slick with spit, glides up and down his rigid shaft, drawing out low, guttural moans. The room, once silent, now pulses with the sound of his pleasure. His breath hitches as he feels the familiar tingle, and with a final, forceful stroke, he spills his load onto the desk, the warm cum cooling as he catches his breath, hoping no one heard his passionate outburst.