Harry felt a fresh surge of lust as Ginny bent over in front of him. “Yeah…I was…you looked so hot…and you look even hotter now,” he admitted with a hint of shyness, his cheeks coloring slightly. His hands instinctively went to her hips and held Ginny tightly for a second as he rubbed his cock against her through the layers of clothing.
Freeing his cock, Harry let it sway as he moved to pull Ginny’s knickers down and hike up her skirt just as he had imagined. Taking his hard length in his hand, he found he couldn’t find the compulsion to stroke it while he pressed the head to her parted lips.
“Like this?” he breathed, pushing into her in one smooth motion. Burying his cock to the hilt, he found he was still a little sore from the night before but it made it feel better in an odd way.
Harry began to move in and out as he held her by her hips.