Clara squirmed more as Sara’s tongue worked over her. The slow pace was maddening, but she wasn’t going to be the first to give in. Deciding on a new tactic, Clara pushed her tongue deep inside her cunt.
“I am glad.” Moaning, Clara knew that she was just as wet, warm and open as Sara was. Surly she would be able to tell that she was incredibly turned on.
Her tongue began to trace firm, slow circles around Sara’s clit. Breaking away, she placed a series of firm kisses against Sara’s sex. “Hmmm…” she moaned, her lips vibrating against the tender flesh.