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The kitchen clock ticks away the seconds as he savors each sip, the bitterness on his tongue mirroring the tension building in his loins. His hand, trembling slightly from the caffeine and anticipation, wraps around his throbbing member. He takes his time, relishing the sensation, his eyes fluttering closed as he imagines a pair of soft lips around his cock, replacing his hand. The mug clatters onto the counter as he picks up the pace, his hips bucking slightly, the heat in his body matching the temperature of the coffee now cooling beside him.