As David broke the kiss, Sarah let her head fall back a little but didn't pull back at all. She was breathing a little heavier, her chest visibly rising and falling as David's fingers continued their work. When he kissed her again, she moaned loadly as he pushed a third finger into her; her moans muffled by David's mouth. She pressed herself against them; against his palm, rocking herself ever so slightly, grinding herself against his hand.<br/><br/>"This..." she half whispered, half moaned. "Control.... having it... taken away...mmmmmmmm"