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The clock ticks down, 5...4...3... The suited man's hand flies, his cock throbbing with each stroke. The office outside is a blur, his focus narrowed to the intense pleasure building in his groin. Sweat beads on his forehead, his grip tightening as he nears the edge. The door creaks open, a colleague steps in, but it's too late, his body convulses, hot streams pulsing out as he bites back a moan.