"What did you think about when they wandered over me?" Tracey breathed. It seemed impossible to Tracey that Sara never considered anything with her. Sara was attracted to girls. She was attracted to Tracey, otherwise she wouldn't had her fingers in her cunt, right?
Tracey was quickly losing control. She felt her tummy flutter. Tracey's throat felt raw and a little sore from breathing so heavily in and out of her mouth. Her hips came off the table and she pushed her clit against Sara's lips.
Time seemed to be something beyond Tracey mental grasp. She had no idea how long Sara had been fingering her and sucking on her clit. She hoped it wasn’t taking her too long to come and that Sara wasn't frustrated.
Screaming out, Tracey thrashed her head back and forth as she finally came. She felt a fresh flood of wetness from her cunt as she spasmed around Sara's fingers. She could feel her muscles clenching at those wonderfully fingers as if trying to pull them deeper.
After a long time, her moans stopped and she slumped back finally releasing the edge of the table. The table's edge had creased a line across her fingers. Slowly, she opened her eyes and tried to look down at Sara.