“W-what you’re doing to me,” Clara whimpered. “That’s what makes me think that.” From the way that Sara was making her squirm, she knew that the other girl was succeeding. The finger on her clit was already making her hips jerk.
She knew she was losing the battle. Despite having already come, Clara could feel her body drawing closer to another orgasm. Sliding two fingers into Sara, she began to move them in and out while she sucked Sara’s clit.
Clara moaned and whimpered, but didn’t give up any of the tight purchase on Sara’s clit. Her lips vibrating against it and her the feeling inside her kept growing and growing. Her tummy fluttered violently and she cried out, muffling the sound against Sara’s sex as she came.