Romilda chuckled. “Well, maybe I was never looking to win? Maybe I win even when I lose?” she rebutted cheekily. Romilda was absolutely sure that losing to Ginny was going to be something that was very good for her.
Her eyes went wide as her pants and knickers were suddenly around her ankles stopped only by her shoes. “Ginny?” she hissed, looking around frantically. Even though what they had done before had the danger of getting them caught, this was ten steps beyond that.
Romilda’s head fell back and she moaned loudly as Ginny began to lick her. “I think we should go somewhere a little more…comfortable so you can…really do whatever you want to me…”