Heymardy, left alone in the office, can't resist the temptation. He locks the door, pulls out his phone, and starts browsing forbidden content. His cock tents his pants, throbbing with anticipation. He unzips, revealing his uncut, teen cock. Slowly, he strokes, moaning softly as his foreskin slides over his sensitive tip. His balls tighten, and he picks up the pace, fucking his fist in the empty office. Heymardy's breath hitches, and he lets out a low groan as he spills his load onto the desk, wiping it up with a nearby tissue before anyone returns.