Inspect every inch of her feminine treasures

"Hmmm, this shouldn't be so red and inflamed," Gorthac says as he blows on Hilda's aching sex, causing her to shiver as her juices dribble over her leaky lips and down her quivering thighs.

The formerly haughty noble lets out a weak squeak, trying desperately to suppress her feelings as her privacy is violated once more.

They... they can see everything! Even...

"NNNYYYYYYUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHH!" The once-fearsome warrior let's out a pitiful moan of feminine need as she feels a probing finger explore her precious pussy.

"Oh my..." Gorthac says, trying to act professional as he feels his pants tightening. "This definitely needs further investigation..."

Sally bites her lip, resisting the urge to rush to her mistress's side as her own pussy pie continues to stain her already-ruined robe.

A second finger joins in the exploration of Hilda's honeypot, her lower lips betraying her and eagerly parting to welcome these inquisitive invaders. "I... I... MMMMMM," the woman blubbers as her knees start to buckle.

"Not so noble now, huh?" Gorthac whispers, just loud enough for Hilda to hear before a third finger is readily pulled into her love-starved body.

"...no..." Hilda whimpers, just loud enough for the charlatan to hear as he pistons his fingers in and out of her.

Sally stares on. She's so lost in this erotic display she fails to notice her own hand snaking its way into her robe as it starts its own *ahem* 'examination' of her petite form.

"Oooooh, gofastergofaster!" Hilda starts to babble as she begins pushing back against Gorthac's hand.

The 'healer' obliges and starts to finger-fuck her like there's no tomorrow. He's completely focused on making Hilda squeal, completely ignoring Sally as he hammers away at the naughty noble.

But fingers alone aren't enough to please this wanton wench, and soon she's crying out for more.