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The house is quiet, save for the soft rustling of fabric as he picks up his roommate's discarded pink panties. They're still warm, and he can't help but press them to his face, inhaling her scent, feeling a stirring in his loins. He sits on the couch, her panties in his hand, and begins to grind against it, his cock aching in his pants. He rubs furiously, the friction building, his breath coming in short gasps. He imagines her here with him, in her panties, and with a final thrust, he comes undone, his body convulsing as he finds his release in his pants, the room filled with his satisfied groans.