What's causing that racket?
Her 'friend'
Hilda opens her eyes as the racket grows louder.
Off to the side is little Silvia, giggling and cooing in pleasure as her man-servant gives her exactly what she asked for.
"YES!YES!YESH!" The naughty drow squeals between clenched teeth as her big, strong, boy toy forcefully fingers her sodden box.
The slutty dark elf screams in ecstasy as her knees buckle and she slumps forward on her man's arm.
She's squirting and squealing like a cheap whore, but her male companion doesn't stop until he's coaxed every last drop of cunny honey from her, and the naughty little cutie's eyes cross and her tongue lolls about.
Hilda continues to watch the smaller woman's shameful display. Her breathing grows more ragged as her own pussy grows wetter and a tinge of jealousy overtakes her.
Finally, she wills herself to look away and whispers something.
"I'm sorry mistress, what was that?" Her servant asks as he stops fondling her.
The nude knight nervously looks away, her cheeks red as tomatoes.
"I... I said..." she nervously gulps as she turns to look at him, and places her hands on his big, muscular chest. "I'll have what she had..."
The man looks down at her as the blushing beauty bites her lip and bats her eyes. His face remains emotionless and stoic, but when Hilda feels his big, hard, stiff cock press against her belly, she knows he's more than happy to oblige her latest request.
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