Sara began to slowly rock her hips against Daphne's face as she was brought closer and closer to her orgasm. The fingernails digging into her hips didn't help the matter. They were heavenly.
Her mind, in all it's distortion due to pleasure began to think what the hell she was doing. Daphne was someone she considered an enemy. What about Clara? What would the older girl think of this? Sara again pushed the thoughts aside and focused on her impending orgasm.
When Daphne's lips vibrated over her clit, that was enough for Sara to come. Shaking slightly, she moaned loudly, her arousal coating Daphne. But, after she had stilled for a moment to calm down, she didn't let up. She started to rock against Daphne once again. "Do it again." She breathed, "Make me come again."