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In the sterile confines of a corporate hotel room, a man in a suit finds solace in his own touch. His fingers trace the outline of his cock through his pants, bulging against the fabric. He frees it, the cool air a stark contrast to the heat of his flesh. He jerks off with purpose, his grip tight, his strokes steady. His moans fill the room, echoing off the bare walls. His body tenses, and with a final thrust, he comes, his cum painting his hand and suit, a secret stain of his morning routine.