"I was." Sara grinned. It was useless to try to deny it. Daphne knew what she was doing and Sara loved it.
Waiting for Daphne to get on the bed, Sara followed soon after, kneeling behind her. Leaning over her she reached under her to stroke Daphne's wet knickers. "Mmm, you like being ordered by me, don't you?" she growled in Daphne's ear.
Slowly, she slid the lace knickers down Daphne's thighs, but left them on her legs. Her fingers returned to the girl's cunt and dipped a couple of fingers in. "Tell me what you want."