Daphne started to come down and opened her eyes to look up at Sara. “Ugh,” she groaned, seeing the impish look on her face. She knew she wasn’t going to give up yet. “Sensitive,” she whined as Sara began to shag her roughly with her fingers once more.
She bucked and moaned at the intense sensations. “What…about…you?” Daphne whimpered. “Want…to…make…you…come…too…” Her fingers curled into tight fists as she struggled against the handcuffs.
She tried to distract Sara but it was already too late. She knew that another orgasm was already threatening to crash over her. Tightness pulled deep in her tummy and it felt like she was going to come apart at any second…