I've got my hands on your knickers, your intimate scent is driving me wild. The forbidden allure of them is too much to resist. As I unzip my pants, I can't help but inhale your intoxicating aroma, filling my lungs with your essence. My arousal is at an all-time high, and I can't wait any longer. With a gasp, I stroke myself, imagining it's your body against mine, your heat engulfing me. The anticipation builds, my grip tightens, and finally, I explode, covering your knickers with my hot, sticky release. The sight of them soiled by me, a testament to our forbidden connection, is just too much. I can't help but smile, knowing that I've marked my territory, leaving a part of me on you.