Daphne shuddered as Sara growled at her. “I won’t,” she promised, her voice hitching from excitement. “I know you’ll always love me as long as I am what you want me to be…your good girl.” She smirked at Sara.
She gasped as the buttons went flying. Daphne groaned as Sara attacked her neck. “Good girls don’t…let their blouses be ripped open,” she moaned. Lightly, she made a show of pulling away.
However, there was no way she was going to actually let Sara’s lips leave her. She was just going to make Sara be the one to ensure they didn’t…
“Do you know what you are going to do to me?” Daphne whimpered. The thoughts of what Sara might be considering made her shiver as she pondered them. Her hands went to Sara’s back and she began to lightly run her.