After a day at the gym, I indulged in a self-pleasure session, imagining my companion's pink underwear. I stroked my throbbing member, climaxing in ecstasy onto her lingerie, savoring the fetish fulfillment.
After a hefty night of drinking, I found myself in a state of intense arousal. My closest companion was nowhere to be found, but her pink underwear was. In a fit of passion, I couldn't resist the allure of her lingerie. I undressed and slipped into her panties, feeling the sweet scent of her invading my senses. With a firm grip on my manhood, I began to stroke with fervor, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. As the climax approached, I felt the warm sensation of my seed coating the fabric of those pink panties. A wild, uninhibited act of self-pleasure, leaving my mark on my friend's undergarments. A tantalizing display of raw, unfiltered desire. A moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. A testament to the power of lust and the allure of forbidden fruit.