Daphne started to shake her head but stopped herself. She started to nod but stopped herself. How was she supposed to answer? The question was a trap and there was no escaping it. Sara had set it perfectly. "I lied," Daphne confessed, looking genuinely sheepish. Sara made her feel guilty through the intensity of her gaze and a shiver ran up her spine.
"No!" Daphne moaned in exasperation. "It's better for me to show you how sorry I am for lying!"
"Ahhhh!" Daphne cried out, her voice cracking, as Sara's fingers were thrust into her. Whorishly, she began to buck against her hand trying to push Sara's fingers deeper to get relief.