“Oh no,” Romilda said shaking her head and grinning. “That wasn’t part of the agreement. She lifted herself up only a little so her jeans slid down a couple inches. Just enough room to give Ginny a bit to work with. Romilda couldn’t wait to see Ginny’s hand down her pants.
Reaching up, she slowly started to unbutton her own blouse for Ginny to see. Once it was open, she unclasped her bra that fastened between the cups. It fell open to reveal her small breasts.
Breathing quick, Romilda hoped that no one came down the stairs. But, the idea that someone might was very exciting.
“Do you think you can make me come?” she asked huskily, challenging Ginny with her gaze.
“I meant it, Ginny. You can do anything you want to me if you do. Rough or soft, degrading, anything. I love it…”