A soft whisper of desire. She dreamt of what was to come. Then it hit a hot sticky stream covering her black lace. White fabric offered no escape as the thick load soaked in. Delicate lace caught every drop leaving a creamy pattern. Sheer material clung to her skin drenched in pure pleasure. A deep blue turned darker where the warm liquid pooled. The climax was overwhelming spilling over every edge. Her panties became a canvas of desire fully saturated. A heavy wet mess the proof of her secret indulgence. Each fiber absorbed the warm sticky essence. Glistening and still warm a true trophy of passion. From behind the unexpected splash made her gasp. Creamy trails adorned the soft white fabric. She held them close the scent of pleasure intoxicating. A simple pair transformed into a testament of lust. A vivid reminder of the moment her panties got dirty. Left on the bed a silent testament to her wild desires. Still warm to the touch an intimate secret shared. But the real thrill came from a bus ride a hidden fantasy. Under her skirt he made her panties a glorious mess.