“What’s no fair?” Clara gasped. She was right, Sara was relentless. The way her fingers continued to twist inside her way driving her wild. Her eyes were pinched shut and she shivered as Sara’s breath washed over her clit.
She groaned loudly, unable to stop squirming. Clara shook her head. She couldn’t think about that. There was no way that she could think about it and stay calm enough not to scream.
However, the more Sara spoke, the more images popped into her head. The fingers pressing against her g-spot sent her over the edge. Clara tried to stifle it, but she couldn’t. She screamed loudly as her orgasm flooded out of her. Her arousal visibly ran out of her and over Sara’s lips and fingers.