After Hours: His Cum, His Rules

Under the dim glow of his desk lamp, the lone employee, a handsome man in a crisp shirt, unzips his pants. He strokes his length, the sound of his hand sliding against his skin the only noise in the quiet office. His gaze flicks to the camera, a smirk playing on his lips as he increases his pace. His breath hitches, his body tenses, and he lets out a low groan as ropes of cum shoot onto his desk, creating a glistening masterpiece against the dark wood.

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