“Is that so?” Clara clearly liked the idea as she grinned back at Sara. It seemed the other girl was as adventurous as she had suspected. “And what would you do to me once the ties were in place?”
“Your shirt too,” she ordered in a sultry tone as she eyed Sara spreading her legs so widely.
Getting on her knees, Clara moved forward. Taking the phallus in her hand, she lightly began to stroke the head of it against Sara’s folds. It wasn’t long before it was slick with her arousal.
Climbing atop Sara, she kissed her teasingly. “What do you think will happen when I shag you so much better than Theo ever could?” she purred.