What's next?
Loose the socks and run
Jenny takes a moment to think about it. Running in her wet socks has proved incredibly problematic so far, and as loath as she was to loose yet another item of clothing, she felt she no longer had a choice.
Trembling a little from the wet and from her exposure, Jenny tugged the socks from her feet, bending and giving you another great view of her arse, before tossing them to one side and bolting back through the mall once more, knowing that she must be drawing close to her final destination. Her mothers workplace.
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