Harry kissed Hermione passionately. Pulling back, she smiled softly but there was no mistaking the unbridled look of lust in his eyes. He had no idea what they had started, but he loved it. Looking down at Ginny, he looked back to Hermione.
Slowly, letting her stop him if she wanted to, Harry leaned down and kissed Ginny. It amazed him how two girls could be so different, but Ginny and Hermione were so different; the way they kissed, touched, sounded and felt was just a little different.
Her tongue licked lightly at Ginny’s lips, sharing the taste of Hermione’s arousal. Harry felt a surge run through him. He really liked the taste of her. What did Ginny taste like? Would he find out?
Breaking the kiss, he laid back and looked to the two girls, unsure of what to do next. However, between his legs, his near-rigid cock seemed hardly sated.