"Now, now, have patience." Sara cooed evilly. She knew now she was just torturing Tracey. But they both loved it. She dipped her fingers into Tracey's knickers and ran them in between Tracey's folds. "Bloody Hell, it's like a river..." she chuckled and nipped Tracey's shoulder.
Sara chuckled some more at Tracey's helplessness. "Oh, I'm sure you would..." Taking her fingers out from Tracey's folds, she ran them over Tracey's stomach, wiping her arousal all over her skin.
At Tracey's last moans, Sara couldn't take it any more. Quickly and roughly, she tore Tracey's pants and knickers off, leaving her in only her bra and swiftly pressed the strapon in Tracey to the hilt. "How's that, halfblood?"