A different kind of itch

Hilda's eyes go wide in shock and shame as a wealth of strange sensations wash over her.

Her heart is pounding in her ample, exposed chest and her breathing is growing ragged. Her toes curl reflexively and her belly feels like it's full of butterflies.

A powerful heat emanates from her core as a tingling sensation overwhelms her, and it's centered entirely upon her cloth-clad pussy.

In an instant the prideful woman yanks the last of her clothing off and flings it away without a second thought, leaving her completely naked and exposed.

Her lips are puffy and red. Her clit throbs and aches as it grows the hardest its ever been. The juices flow from her lower lips like wine.

Hilda is horny. The horniest she's ever been. She feels so empty inside and she has to do something about it.

Her trembling hands fly down to her exposed kitty and slip inside with a loud, wet squelch. She lets out a cute little whimper as she starts to diddle herself.

The haughty hottie's head flies back as she lets out a guttural groan. It feels good, but it isn't enough.

She looks around for something to help her, and finds a large, smooth stone.

The nude noble crawls towards it, panting and leaking all the while.

Any thought of dignity or shame has been driven from her mind. She needs to cum and she'll do anything to make it happen.

Bluebelle meanwhile hovers about in shock, watching this humiliating spectacle unfold. She was not expecting this to happen.