Daphne smiled and batted her eyelashes at Sara. "But I mean it," she whined softly.
Feeling Sara near her and stroking her made Daphne smile. Lightly, she squirmed as she enjoyed the slight tickle of Sara running her fingertips all over her naked tummy. She could feel the wetness she had left on Sara's fingers.
Reaching down, she took Sara's hand and brought it to her mouth. Lewdly, she licked and sucked her own arousal off her fingers. Daphne moaned softly as she made a show of running her tongue over Sara's fingers.