Lunch break turns into a cum-filled frenzy as Jack, hungry for more than just food, sneaks into the office toilet. He locks the door, his heart pounding with anticipation. His cock, already rock-hard, springs free from his pants. He spits on his palm, lubricating his shaft as he begins to jack off, his hand moving in a blur. The room echoes with his grunts, the sound of skin slapping against skin. He picks up the pace, his breath coming in short gasps, his body tensing. With a final, shuddering groan, he releases, his cum shooting onto the wall, leaving a sticky, creamy mess.