"A few." Sara grinned as her mind continued to race with images of all the wonderful things that she and Gabrielle could be doing. "Maybe you can carry my books. Or maybe do my laundry." she bit Gabrielle's neck as she teased her with innocent repayments before sucking on the mark she made. "Or maybe you can lay back on the bed, with me straddling that cute little face of yours."
As the french girl went down on her, Sara was a bit surprised at just how good this younger girl was at what she was doing. But hey, she wasn't about to complain.
With Gabrielle's increased power and speed, Sara's body flooded with pleasure. Merlin, girl's didn't usually get to her like this - she could feel herself losing control, something that never happened. At a particularly hard thrust, Sara let out a loud groan and fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out how this young girl had managed to take control from her. In retaliation, Sara's grip on Gabrielle's hair tightened and she pulled it while her hips ground up into Gabrielle's mouth.