He pulls back slightly, his cock still half-hard, glistening with their combined fluids. He adjusts himself, zipping up with a lazy grin, his eyes locked on Jessy’s flushed face. “You’re keeping that mess in your panties all day, aren’t you?” he taunts, his voice low and teasing, as he steps back, leaving the stall door ajar. The restroom remains quiet, the mall’s distant hum filtering through, but Jessy stands there, her thighs trembling, the weight of his cum in her drenched panties a vivid reminder of the encounter. He lingers by the door, his smirk unwavering, waiting for her next move, his presence a silent promise to stay unless she tells him otherwise.

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