Solo Suit Surrender: Office Handjob Bliss

Lost in thought, he unconsciously begins to rub himself through his suit pants. The fabric, once a barrier, now feels like a soft caress, fueling his arousal. His breathing grows ragged as he unzips, his hand diving in to grasp his rigid length. The rhythm is steady, each stroke bringing him closer to the edge. The office, once a symbol of professionalism, now pulsates with his primal need, his groans echoing in the empty room as he chases his release.

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