Raphael Louis, the suave executive, awakens with a raging morning wood, his thick, throbbing cock straining against his crisp suit trousers. In the privacy of his penthouse office, he decides to indulge in a little self-care before the day's meetings. Slipping off his jacket and loosening his tie, Raphael leans back in his leather chair, his hand slowly tracing the outline of his rigid member. He unzips, releasing his engorged cock, and begins to stroke, the smooth, velvety skin gliding easily under his practiced touch. His fingers, manicured and strong, work his length expertly, from base to tip, as he leans back, eyes closed, lost in the sensation.