Appropriately.

The surfer kept staring, his eyes fixed on Addie's tits as if he was hypnotized, and the blonde quickly had enough.

"Don't you have a girlfriend you can ogle, asshole?!"

"No, she's, uh... I mean, I heard noises and screams, so I wanted..." he began, still unable to look away from Addie's chest, but Monica put a stop to that.

"Waltz into the ladies' room like some pervert. I will only ask once: Leave." With a steely gaze, the muscular woman folded her arms under her impressive bust, causing the jock to now look at her instead, still unwilling or unable to move. Monica rolled her eyes and began stalking forwards.

"I did ask nicely," she growled, grabbing the hapless man under his arms and lifted him off the ground, ignoring his protests as the buff dickgirl carried him out of the room. Jamie boggled at the ease with which Monica did so, feeling a bit of schadenfreude at the manner surfer boy was treated. Ironic that the guy was getting the same treatment Jamie had back then as James, for almost the same reason. Hypocrite.

"You know, we should have gotten dressed after we were done," Addie admitted, beginning to clean herself at one of the sinks. "Is your dress alright?"

"Oh, uh, let me check," Jamie replied, gathering her clothes and checking them for stains, wincing as she saw the rather large spot on the back where her pussy juices had soaked the fabric. Even if she'd wash it out, Jamie'd look as if she'd peed her pants. Maybe she could...

"Damn, that's a big one," Addie quipped, still managing to look somewhat sympathetic. "Hm, you could carry your bag so it covers it?"

"Mmh, I was thinking the same," The futa answered, before noticing how sticky her crotch and legs felt. "First I gotta wash up, though."

The two women cleaned themselves as well as they could and got dressed, finishing just as Monica entered the restroom again, carrying a mop and bucket. Addie skipped over to her mother and the pair exchanged a quick kiss, Jamie's faces heating up slightly at the thought that she and Micaela would be doing this too. Probably. Hopefully...

"I threw that little pervert out," Monica said, setting down the cleaning implements. "Everyone else in the café was looking kind of weirded out because of, well, us, but when a woman my size says something about 'medical emergency' and asks for a mop, very few people ask questions."

With that, she began wiping up the various sexual fluids covering the floor and counter while Addie busied herself with fixing her make up which had been smeared by tears of bliss. Jamie stood by awkwardly, nothing to do but gawk at the blonde's perfect ass in her tight pants. Thankfully, she was too spent for her cock to rise to attention again.

Soon, the room wasn't a biohazard anymore and Monica emptied the bucket full of cummy water into one of the toilets, before turning around and smiling at the other two women.

"Well, I'd say that's clean enough. Now, I believe our breakfast was interrupted."

"Not that I mind, that was the best interruption ever," Addie grinned.