Solitary Indulgence in the Office

The man, in the throes of self-pleasure, sits in his leather office chair, the scent of polished wood and his own pre-cum mingling. His hand moves rhythmically, his grip firm, his breath ragged. The sound of his palm meeting his flesh is a symphony of his desire, the only witnesses his fantasy and the closed-door office. He leans back, his body tensing as he nears the edge, his cock pulsing as he spills over, his office now scented with the evidence of his private, unhurried indulgence.

• masturbation
• solo
• soloboy

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