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The room fills with the sound of rushing liquid as he releases, the golden flow soaking through the thin lace, turning it see-through. He groans, his fingers tracing the wetness, rubbing it into his skin, his cock throbbing with each touch. The panties, once pristine, are now a mess of damp lace and sticky juices, a testament to his uninhibited pleasure.