Sally's a pervy panty thief!

"You've been stealing my panties," Hilda says as she grinds her soggy snatch against Sally's body. "Taking them, one by one, doing who knows what with them!"

Sally tries to hide her face as it turns red as a tomato, but Hilda grabs her wrists and prevents her from doing it.

"I... it... it's true!" Sally confesses, tears welling in her eyes. "I... I just can't help it!"

Hilda stops humping Sally and lets go of her wrists.

"You... were always so... so beautiful, a-and strong. I looked up to you," Sallys says as she wipes her deeply crossed eyes. "I knew I could never be like you. I'm not strong, I'm not athletic, and I'm just a peasant," Sally's voice cracks and her lips quiver as she details all of her own failings. "So I thought if I took some of your underwear... well... maybe I... Oh gods! I'm so pathet-"

Sally is cut short as Hilda sloppily kisses her again and pulls her in close for a tight embrace.

"You are perfect," Hilda says, eyes half-closed as a bridge of saliva connects the two women's lips.

Sally lies there, utterly stunned by Hilda's words. Tears of joy start streaming down the little nerdy girl's face as she lies naked in bed, underneath the woman of her dreams. "M-mistress... I..."

Hilda silences her again with another kiss while one of her hands wanders down towards Sally's hairy, swampy mound. "Shhhhh... call me Hilda."

The knight's fingers find Sally's wet, welcoming pussy and start to gently explore it. Electricity shoots through the little servant girl as even these few, basic touches nearly put her over the edge. Sally bucks her hips and wraps her arms around Hilda, moaning as a large wet spot spreads out on Hilda's bed.

"Mmmm..." Hilda hums as Sally clings to her like a woman possessed. She stares deep into the servant's eyes and licks her lips. "Or better yet, why don't you call me..."