The soloboy, unseen by the camera, is consumed by his taboo obsession. He's found them again, the panties, discarded and forgotten, now his secret treasure. He spreads them out, running his fingers along the damp gusset, imagining the woman who wore them. His cock tents his shorts, aching for release. He retrieves his wand, its smooth surface cool in his hand. He strokes himself with one hand, the panties clutched in the other, his imagination running wild with fantasies of the panties' owner. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he edges closer, the wand's vibrations sending jolts of pleasure through him.