Hilda gets what she wants

Hunk grabs Hilda by the backs of her knees and hilts himself. He lets out a mighty, manly (well, to him anyway) cry while Hilda squeals in delight.

"My big, strong, mighty man!" Hilda gasps as she kneads her own breasts, in part because it feels good, but also because she doesn't want them slapping against her face.

"We're just getting started," Hunk declares as he starts thrusting in and out of her again and again, his pace quickening with every thrust.

It follows a steady rhythm at first, but gradually loses it as Hilda's loud moaning (and tight squeezing) drives him wilder and wilder.

Soon the lovey-dovey couple is rutting like beasts as Hilda loud braying echoes through the air.

Meanwhile, not too far away, a shadowy figure is slinking towards the nobles' discarded clothing...