leaving Heather and Denise in a bind

I was spent. I wiped myself on Denise's skirt and redressed. I then had a wicked idea. I put Heather close behind Denise. I used Heather's hand to wipe some of my cum, then put her hand in her mouth. I then took her other hand, extended two fingers, and put them in Denise's wet cunt. I put Denise's hands on her breasts. I then removed every stitch of clothing from the changing booth, left, and shut the boot door. I took the clothes and piled them in a corner. I restarated time.

It only took a second before I heard a loud gasp and squeal. I smiled and walked out into the mall. Having spent my load, I had some fun by stopping time when I saw an attractive woman. If she was wearing shorts or pants, I yanked the pants to her ankles. If she was wearing a skirt or dress, I yanked her panties to her ankles. After several minutes of enjoying the look of confusion and embarrassment on several ladies, I was ready to go again. I looked around and saw a very striking woman. She was tall, with wavy reddish/copper hair, green eyes, high cheekbones, tan skin, firm B cups, curvy hips, and long legs. She wore a tight blue t-shirt and a khaki skirt that came down just above the knee and a pair of wedge heels. I stopped time and looked through her purse. She was Rachel Harris, age 30. I ran my hand over her taut ass with one hand and cupped one of her breasts with the other as I wondered what to do with her.