Sara telling her not to deny it was too much to resist. Shaking her head, Daphne kept her lips shut as she tried to refuse again. Sara’s tone was off but it sent a shiver through her. “I…don’t want to,” she whined, knowing it would only make Sara shag her harder.
“Ahhhhh!” As Sara moved quicker, Daphne couldn’t even move. The fingers pressing against her g-spot paralyzed her on the bed. She arched as she let Sara stroke her and push her closer and closer to climax.
She could feel her cunt clench down on Sara’s fingers and she knew that deep in her tummy was a pressure that threatened to unwind and explode.