Hilda gets lost in her own naughty, needy thoughts

"W-wait! D-don't leave us like this!" Hilda pitifully pleads as she wiggles in her bonds, making her beautiful, feminine figure shake and bounce in a very enticing manner.

But the thieves are off, leaving Hunk and Hilda alone, helpless, and utterly, completely naked.

Hilda whimpers and hangs her head in shame. This is the most humiliating and crushing defeat she could have ever imagined, made worse by the fact her long-time crush was here to see it all, and, even worse, got dragged into it too!

He'll never want to talk to me again! But to think, everything would end up like this...

Hilda bites her lips as a shameful, submissive thrill shoots down her spine. Her cunny honey continues to dribble down her thighs as the smell of her hot, needy sex continues to fill the air.

The shame, the degradation, the sense of complete and utter helplessness! Hilda trembles in pleasure as she relives the whole thing.

Gods! What must he think of me?

She looks up at him, her cheeks blushing.

That I'm a weak, helpless little slut? How could he not, after today.

Her body quivers again. She's so wrapped up in her own filthy thoughts, she doesn't even realize Hunk is slowly working himself free of his bindings...