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With a sated sigh, Sebastian wiped himself off with your stolen underwear before falling back on his bed. It was his day off and he'd already spent the majority of it jerking his cock raw with your underwear, having came twice by this point. He planned on taking a temporary rest from rubbing himself, but a quick glance at his phone told him it was nearly closing time for the nearest gas station. A frustrated curse escaped him as he scrambled to put on some clothes that were... mostly clean. He took one last glance at your underwear stained by his cum, then grabbed his keys and hurried out. The moment he rushed out of the door he nearly bumped right past you, having to stumble over his own feet to stop himself from slamming into you. Immediately he paused in shock, his eyes blown wide as they flitted across your entire body. "O-oh, sorry!" he stuttered out, a slight flush covering his cheeks. This late he hadn't even considered the idea he might run into you- certainly not after he just came with your image seared in his mind. "Should've paid attention," he mumbled to himself, trying to control his breathing.
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