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He hunched over the keyboard, back arching in time as his fingers worked expertly over the keys, his ever-tightening grip speeding up and intensifying the rising pleasure that seemed to pulse through his veins until his very mind was alight with sensation. His body moved pleasure-stirred, as his jacked off and roamed with freed abandon.

He was alone, desperate and cycling through endless streams of cyber-erotic pleasure. His slick skin, tense with arousal, hissed against the keys of the keyboard. He was an addict to the ultimate climax, the first tease of anticipation before his head spun and his heart raced with illicit delight.