Sally does what she's dreamed of doing

The two women shuck their hard-made 'clothing' as they continue to kiss and pleasure each other. Neither one is able to keep their hands from exploring the other's body, and soon the air is filled with the sounds, and smells, of their torrid love-making.

Hilda, the usually brave, brash, and bold warrior, proves to be surprisingly meek and submissive girl in the proverbial sack. She spends most of her time mewling and moaning as Sally, her bookish and mild-mannered servant, sets the pace and tone of their carnal delights.

"Mmmmm... *smooch* S-Sally *smooch* I... I don't know about *smooch* this... *OOOOOOOO*" The mighty warrior moans as Sally continues to kiss and finger her.

"Why's that Hilda?" Sally says as she continues to feed off of Hilda's increasingly timid responses. The thought of taming her mighty mistress is turning her on like nothing ever has. "Don't you like the way I'm making you feel?"

Sally buries her face between Hilda's bare breasts, hungrily licking, kissing, and even (gently) biting them, all while her dainty hands continue to work their amazing magic. Sally's hands have had a lot of experience with playing with pussies, (although it's always been with Sally's own sodden box).

Hilda squeals in delight as her legs instinctively wrap around Sally's body. "D-don't stop! Don't stop!" She begs as she feels herself cresting.

Sally smiles at her lover and moves her hand away from Hilda's precious pussy pie.