You yank the skimpy crotchband between your lips

He watches you do so through the glass. You hike yourself up to the partition and press your pussy against the glass. You admire your handiwork. A perfect set of greasy pussylip prints is there for him to admire the rest of the day. You reach up and grab his hand. He limply allows you to put another set of red lip prints on his palm.

"Remember me later," you smile sweetly as you turn to go. You notice he quickly disappears.