They go at it like wild animals

Hilda drove her tongue right between Silvia's lips. Silvia could taste the pungent aroma of meat from Hilda's breath surging down her throat, and hungrily wrapped her own tongue around her partner's. Their faces pressed together, mixing their hot steamy breath into a storm of flavor and passion. They couldn't get enough of one another's taste.

Silvia grasped Hilda's pillowy breasts and kneaded them cake batter. Hilda wrapped her arms around Silvia's back, running one arm through her long, silvery hair, and another down between her perky ass cheeks. Silvia gasped as she felt herself thoroughly engulfed in Hilda's pudgy embrace. The ex-knight's arms were nearly half the width of Silvia's own body, and the feeling of being cradled in them was like being swaddled in a weighted blanket. She lay her head on Hilda's breasts and let her lips linger on the soft, supple flesh.

Eventually, Silvia found Hilda's nipple, and began to suckle like a newborn. If her tits were cake batter, Silvia was ready to sample some of the milk in it. Hilda moaned as Silvia's lips curled over her sensitive nipple, and she instinctively leaned her torso in closer. Their pussies met, and a second set of lips locked together. Their cream spurted out like a geyser, covering their tits like cake icing. Silvia's small chest began to look like a rocky plateau with the first sprinkling of snow. Hilda wanted so badly to lick it up, but couldn't lean down while her own tits were still in use. So she threw her head back and cried for more.

Between Hilda's fingers penetrating her ass and her pussy salivating her own, Silvia was being smothered. She resisted the urge to bite down on Hilda's tit, and instead began to lick their cum off her bare skin. She paid no mind to the mud also coating Hilda's body and indulged in her delicious womanly offerings. Truthfully, she had no idea what was Hilda's excretion and what was her own, but the thought of them being so thoroughly entwined only turned her on even more. She moaned and pressed her face in between Hilda's boobs, stretching the rope around her neck taut. Hilda leaned closer, pressing her partner back against the fence of their stable. Silvia was ravenous now, and hastened her licking while wrapping her legs around Hilda's waist.

The two filthy slaves humped and grinded against each other as their bodies tried to get closer than was even possible. Their cum soaked into the muddy ground like butter on toast. The metaphors Silvia kept thinking up made her think she was too hungry, but she wanted to keep feasting on Hilda more than anything else. She growled like a dog in heat as she riddled Hilda's chest and neck with kisses. Hilda moaned in pleasure and humped Silvia into the fence post, like a sponge she wanted to squeeze the last drop of water out of. She lay her head on top of Silvia's beautiful hair, taking in the sweet scent of vanilla that lingered even through all the grime. Looking at Silvia's needy face, Hilda couldn't help but think that, even through all the filth and tears, this was the most beautiful sight she'd ever seen. Silvia felt the same as she looked up into Hilda's eyes before locking lips once again.

The two savage lovers kept fucking as the evening turned to night and the night crowd came out into the streets