For a little while, at least...

Soapy Sally continues to grind against Hilda, both women moaning in pleasure as they lose themselves in the moment.

Both of their love tunnels are aching with need and dripping sweet honey, so much so that after a few minutes of Sally's sexy ministrations, the sticky, odorous liquid getting rubbed into each woman's skin isn't bubble bath liquid...

"Mmmmm oooohhhh! Don't stooooop!" Hilda wails as Sally grinds herself against the noblewoman.

"Of course, milady," Sally grunts out between gasps as she humps Hilda's upper leg. "We must make sure you get clean..."

Water is splashing out of the tub at an alarming rate as Sally's enthusiasm builds to reckless levels. The entire bath reeks of sex now, the pungent odor managing to overwhelm all of Hilda's fancy, expensive soaps.

"Oh no," Sally playfully pouts as she stops her horny humping.

"W-what is it?" Hilda mewls as she tweaks her hard nipples.

"One part of you is still really dirty. I think I need to clean it even harder..." Sally says as she looks up at her lovely lady.

Hilda blushes in shame. "What p-part?" She asks as she minces in front of her petite partner.

"Your pussy," Sally says, the word causing her to blush too. She never used language this coarse normally.

"My p-pussy? It's d-dirty?" The noble knight stutters. She could just die of shame!

"I'm afraid so," Sally says, acting serious for a moment. "And the only way to fix that... is for me to lick it clean!" She declares as she buries her face is Hilda's slippery snatch, her glasses falling off in the heat of the moment with a *plunk!* as they sink into the increasingly dirty water.

The embarrassed noblewoman giggles and squeals as her servant really starts to service her, but as the pleasure starts to build, her vocalizations become less civilized and more animalistic. Her coos of pleasure turn into guttural grunts (the kind that would put an orc to shame!), and she instinctually grabs ahold of Sally's head and starts to guide her.

Sally continues to suck, lick, and nibble on her lady's precious pussy, the juices dribbling down her chin, across her small frame, until they mix with the honey leaking from her own love box. She feels her hair spill free and fall about her shoulders as Hilda's grip tightens and her commands become cruder.

Sally is on the verge of cumming, and based on how her crush is reacting, seems to be close too.

"S-sally..." Hilda grunts as her servant sucks away.

"S-sally!" Hilda says, this time more urgently, her voice rising in pitch.

Sally is so close now, just a little more will do it...

"SALLY STOP!" Hilda squeals as she lets go of her sexy servant before ducking down into the now strange-smelling and mostly-empty bath tub. Her face is crimson red, and she's trembling in embarrassment.

Sally looks at her lover feeling confused and frustrated. She was so close! Why stop?

And then she hears it; someone is clearing their throat behind her.