Someone's coming!

The two naked women continue to pant and tenderly embrace as they each attempt to regain their limited strength.

The air is now filled with the mixed scents of their two sweaty bodies and leaky sexes, making this dirty little alley smell like a particularly welcoming brothel.

After a minute or so of your voyeuristic observation of these two from your well-hidden location, you decide to move on and resume your chicanery elsewhere, when a loud crashing sound gets your attention.

You freeze time out of instinct, and quickly discover the noise was caused by an alley cat knocking over a trash can.

You consider leaving to go find something (or someone) else to amuse you, but decide to stick around just a little longer to see how these two naked cuties react to this latest occurrence.

They do not disappoint, and you silently praise your decision (well, laziness really) to not move on too soon.

"Th-they found us!" Sally squeals in terror as she tightly clings to Hilda's naked, soft, plush, and oh-so-erotic body, making the larger woman moan in unintentional pleasure.

"Mmmmm..." Hilda mewls, her face flush with arousal and shame. "W-we can't..." The disgraced knight stammers as a little more of her love juices dribble down her shapely thighs. "We can't stay here."

She bites her lip in a (mostly failed) attempt to stifle another moan.

"Wu- who knows what some dangerous crowd of hooligans w-would do to two n-naked... helpless (oh gods!), beautiful maidens like us!"

Sally squeaks in terror, even more frightened than before, while Hilda closes her eyes and practically creams herself at the thought of further humiliation and shame as her hand shamelessly rubs her sopping-wet cunny.

You just stay there in your hiding spot, mouth open in shock at just how kinky and into it this gal is.

"We have to run!" Sally declares in terror as she releases her grip on Hilda (making the larger woman sensuously jiggle) and leaps to her bare feet. Fear has completely overridden her sense of modesty now causing the petite, hairy, cross-eyed girl to abandon all sense of modesty. "Come on!"

She clumsily reaches for Hilda's sticky hand, unintentionally interrupting the hornier woman's self-administrations and ruining her orgasm.

Hilda groans in frustration and slowly stands up on her strength-sapped, wobbly legs.

The two then trundle along further down the alley at a comically slow pace for two women supposedly fleeing for their lives.

You stand up and stretch as you watch them 'flee,' their two bare asses giving you a lovely view. You turn to the stray cat that caused all this commotion and give it a little pat.

"Good kitty," you declare, and then follow after the two women.