They're caught

"What the fuck is going on here?"

The voice ripped through the air, drowning out Amy's moans and for a moment she froze, before leaping up, the fear almost drowning out the disappointment of having to stop.

A woman was standing at the counter of the burger bar, staring at the two of them, her mouth agape.

It took Amy a moment to realise she was stood there as naked as the day she was born, and swiftly moved an arm to cover her exposed tits, her other hand burying itself between her legs to try and cover up, but the wetness on her fingers just reminded her of how much she had wanted to continue.

"I can't believe this!" The woman at the counter fumed. "I'm calling security!"

"No... Wait!" Amy pleaded...