There’s no way I’m inputting my personal credit card information, so I wait until I’m back in the office to start the process all over again with a VICE credit card.

Final review: So far, not only have I have not cum, I have not even had to try not to cum.

Seven games and a narrowly-avoided $40 charge on the company’s credit card later, did I have to try not to cum? No, not even a little bit.

Not cumming was effortlessly easy. In fact, I may never again.

This is the hard-hitting journalism I’ve been looking for