As Daphne kicked her feet, Sara, with almost lightning like reflexes had them pinned and herself over Daphne, glaring down at her. "That's it. You've asked for it, bad girl." she growled. "But, after you make me come."
Feeling Daphne's tongue on and in her sex, Sara reached forward and gripped the headboard of her bed to keep her steady. It was amazing how wet Daphne could make her. She gave a low groan.
Daphne's lips sucking her clit was enough to make Sara groan and when the redhead beneath her moved to give her a hickey on her thigh, Sara gasped in pleasure again. "Yes, that's it..."