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In the cramped, dimly lit office, the old executive's hand trembles as he unbuckles his belt, his heart pounding with anticipation. His thick, veiny cock springs free, already leaking pre-cum. He brings it to his lips, tasting his own saltiness, then starts to stroke. He's a master of self-pleasure, knowing just how to tease himself, how to draw out the pleasure. He uses both hands, one cupping his balls, the other jacking his cock, his eyes locked on the camera, his moans filling the room. When he finally comes, it's with a roar, his cum splattering onto his desk, a testament to his intense, solo joy.