Sara continued to grin, her dark eyes locked intently on Tracey's. "No, no I suppose I didn't." She said simply and coyly.
Letting out a moan as Tracey roughly grabbed her chest, Sara dragged her nails down the blonde's abdomen, making sure to leave harsh red trails behind as she bit at the other girl's skin.
Tracey's words, her admittance at her degradation caused Sara to continue, venting her anger. "Yes, you always responded like a slut..." she continued to hiss against Tracey's skin.
Moving her hands up under Tracey's skirt, she met the revealed swell of her breasts with her mouth as her fingers dipped into Tracey's knickers with one hand and didn't wait for permission to push them into her sex as her other hand gripped her arse. "You like that, whore?"