"How do you know I don't have a camera hidden in here?" Sara asked. She didn't, but it would be an extremely big risk for Daphne to decide if she was lying or not. "And you don't think I don't know the charms to doctor a photo to put another girl in my place so it's just you under an anonymous girl moaning?" She emphasized "moaning" with a rub of her thigh against Daphne's clit.
"Keep saying that, but it doesn't make it true." Sara said in a sing-song manner. She could tell by now Daphne was saying it to convince herself, just as much as to convince Sara.
Chuckling, Sara dipped her fingers under the panties. "What's wrong? This?" she flicked her thumb over the redhead's clit and ran one finger along her folds. "If it's so wrong, why does it feel so good?" she whispered, her lips now brushing Daphne's ear.