Shysnake12, craving release, sneaks into the office restroom, locking the door behind him. He unzips, freeing his already throbbing cock. With a firm grip, he begins to stroke, his breath hitching as he imagines forbidden scenarios. The risk of getting caught only heightens his arousal, his hand moving faster, the sound of his palm meeting his flesh echoing in the small room. He bites his lip to stifle a moan as he feels his climax approaching, his body tensing as he spills his load into the sink.