Loose the socks and run

Jenny lays there on the floor for a moment longer, before realising she can't run in just wet socks. Still on the floor she quickly tugs them off, feeling a little weird to now be voluntarily loosing clothing when she'd already lost some to chance, but at this point she figured she didn't have a choice.

Tossing her socks to one side she climbed back to her feet, allowing your eyes to roam the contours of her body as the wet clothing continued to hug her body tightly, and even better, enhance the bounce of her breasts and arse as she regained running across the mall once more, trying again to reach the store in which her mother worked.

You float though the air, expanding no effort to keep track of the running girl, enjoying the view, but wondering just how next to have fun with her.