Tracey whimpered softly. "I am not." She bit back another moan. The harder she resisted the more turned on Sara would get and the harder she would make her come later. "No. I want to stop," she whined. Tracey loved this game and it was a perfect distraction…
"I can't…I'm not that good…" Tracey had to choke back a laugh. It was such a pathetic lie. Tracey was great at making girls come with her mouth, at least the few she'd been with. She knew she could make Sara come any time now…
"You're so close…" Tracey didn't let up. Her tongue whipped back and forth wildly before pushing up inside Sara. Thrusting the small muscle in and out, she felt Sara start to lose control.
Brining her lips back to her clit, Tracey sucked and sucked trying to make her come. She struggled weakly where she was pinned as if trying to escape but made sure to do everything she could to get Sara to scream for her.