Our hapless heroines get... distracted

Hilda and Sally trudge along the road.

They walk side-by-side, but only after Hilda remembers her bare bum is completely exposed. Sally had quite vocally insisted they remain proper etiquette, but despite her many, many protests, Hilda had overruled on it this one time, much to the servant's regret.

It starts out as a silent march, but their makeshift covers are rubbing and chaffing them in all the right ways, and soon the air is filled with the sounds of all their sweet and sexy little squeaks, pants, and moans.

"I... *ooooo* n-never realized *mmmmm* how loooOong of a walk this *nnn* was..." Sally pants as she tugs on the vine rubbing against her (usually) private place.

"Y-yeah..." Hilda mewls as her hands keep finding their way back to her sensitive body. "I... *pant* it's... *mmmmm* s-so close..."

The juices are dribbling down both women's thighs now, and each one is getting bolder and bolder with their busy hands...