As they entered, they saw the familiar sight of Mr Patel behind the counter. Indian sex Katy let out a moan as finally Liz touched her cunt through her wet panties. That set her off, and she moaned loudly, knowing that now she could be as loud as she liked. Liz let out a startled cry. Mr Patel quickly dislodged his fingers from Liz’s pussy, feeling guilty adrenaline coursing through his veins. The feeling of the soft lips and taste of the chapstick was enough to send shivers through their erogenous zones. He was growing impatient, and finally decided to investigate inside. Then Katy had an idea, and retrieved the panties, sticking hers in Liz’s pussy and Liz’s in hers. “Oh,” said Jack, “don’t mind me girls, you carry on as if I’m not here.”
He was keeping his voice low, obviously trying not to draw the attention of Mr Patel.
