Romilda listened to Ginny’s blissful story. She just couldn’t believe that Lavender Brown was the one who had done those kinky, naughty things to Ginny. Was Ginny lying? Had it been someone else? She didn’t think Ginny would lie, but it still seemed off that Lavender would do such a thing.
“Oh, Ginny…” Romilda moaned softly. “That sounds so hot…I…” She blushed. “I would have loved that…”
The fingers in her pussy finally pushed her over the edge. She stifled her cries as her orgasm tore through her. She bit her lip almost hard enough to draw blood as her fingers clawed the couch they were one.
She was gasping and her eyes were pinched shut. A few moments later, she breathed, “You win…”