As Daphne so nonchalantly gave permission, not that Sara needed it, Sara growled. Lifting herself off of Daphne, she roughly flipped the girl over.
Crawling over her, Sara placed a kiss behind Daphne's ear before pulling her hips up and running her hand over the girl's arse. "You ready?" she purred.
Without any other warning, Sara brought her hand down for the first strike against Daphne's bottom.