Post-work Wank Fest

As the clock strikes midnight, this seasoned man retreats to his study, the day's stresses still clinging to him. He pours a stiff drink, the amber liquid sloshing in the glass. His eyes flicker to the photograph on the desk, a reminder of unfulfilled desires. He unbuttons his shirt, letting it fall to the floor, followed by his pants. His hand wraps around his rigid cock, veins pulsing with need. He jerks off with fervor, his groans echoing in the silent room, until he finds his release, his body shuddering with satisfaction.

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