As soon as Daphne saw Dean behind Shareen like that, she knew that she didn't like it, and it was plain to see her on her face. There was no way that she was going to be able to enjoy it if she would open her eyes and see him fucking Shareen from behind. Daphne propped herself up onto her elbows. "This? No. We're switching places." She got up and grabbed the bottle of wine, chugging it down for a full thirty seconds before she and Shareen switched positions. She was extremely nervous about putting her face between Shareen's legs, but she decided - and she felt sure this time - that this was the way it was going to have to be done.
"I'm good now," she said once she got herself settled, and she spread Shareen's legs apart as the other woman got comfortable on the bed. She cast a quick glance at Dean over her shoulder before closing her eyes, taking a deep breath and lowering her upper body so she could get started on Shareen.
Yep. Daphne was definitely straight. It wasn't as weird as she thought it would be, though.