Yes

Candace stood, hunched over, in the empty row of seats. She was pretty sure she was the last one on the plane, but she clutched her body in her hands, still doing her best to hide her intimate areas.

She squirmed uncomfortably at the feeling of her pussy under her hand - it was warm, wet. Candace had just ridden a stranger's cock, she remembered with dull horror. In every way, she had been debased. Stripped, soaking wet, strapped to a stranger, and penetrated in public. She shivered, wanting to just get clothes and put this behind her.

Then, she saw who she was looking for. Jenny made eye contact with her from down the aisle, then smiled and half-jogged over to her. "Hey! You're still here, good!"

Jenny, again, seemed to pay no mind to her state, but Candace shrunk under her gaze. She still wasn't sure if Jenny had seen David's dick inside her. "Hi," she said, then felt a little dumb. "Do you have- uh, do you have something I can put on?"