Workday Wank

In the hushed, fluorescent-lit office, Culitopolla's worker seeks refuge in a private moment of relief. Slipping into the restroom, they lock the door, the click echoing their racing heart. They strip, their clothes pooling on the floor, revealing a body taut with tension. They lean against the cool tile, their hand wrapping around their aching cock. Each stroke is deliberate, a slow, sensuous dance, their breath hitching as they tease themselves. The room fills with the scent of their arousal, a heady mix of sweat and precome. As they near the edge, their grip tightens, their strokes faster, until with a final, shuddering breath, they come, their release painting the wall in sticky, satisfying stripes.

• paja
• relax
• trabajo

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