After a steamy solo session, my wet panties became a playground for my hot load. The scent of sex lingered, a tantalizing reminder of my wild ride.
After a long day at work, I couldn't resist the urge to pleasure myself. I slipped off my panties and began to stroke my throbbing member, my body filled with raw desire. As I neared climax, I positioned my wet panties beneath me, ready to catch every drop of my hot, sticky load. With a groan of pure ecstasy, I released my cum, covering the panties in a thick layer of creamy pajam. The sight of my cum-soaked panties was a testament to the intense pleasure I had just experienced. I couldn't help but smell the scent of my own essence, a tantalizing reminder of the wild ride I had just taken. This was a moment of unadulterated pleasure, a testament to the raw, primal power of lust. This was a wicked run in panties, a steamy journey of self-pleasure that left me breathless and satisfied.
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