Does Hilda have a good reason?
She does
"B-because..." Hilda blushes and looks away, biting her lip nervously. "Oh, Hell!"
Hilda rolls to face Sally, and grabs her, passionately kissing the flabbergasted servant.
Sally practically faints again as Hilda's tongue explores her mouth. The smaller woman mewls like a kitten, as she is rolled onto back.
Hilda climbs on top of Sally, the larger woman's naked, engorged, milky breasts and massive, gravid belly pressing the smaller woman's weak little body.
"M-misstress!" Sally finally manages to moan as Hilda leans down and presses her forehead against Sally's. "W-why?"
The cross-eyed cutie's heart his pounding, her face is burning, and her VERY hairy pussy is flooding Hilda's already love-stained bed.
"I... I know you like me," Hilda says, her own face getting redder. "And... I... I like you too."
Sally goes limp as her heart leaps into her throat and her tummy fills with butterflies. She never dared to think in her wildest dreams she'd ever hear Hilda say that.
"R-really?" Sally whispers, her arms submissively resting on either side of her own flat chest.
"Mmmhmmm," Hilda moans as kisses Sally again and starts shamelessly grinding herself against her. "Especially after I learned about your naughty secret..."
Sally's face goes ghostly white. "Secret?"
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