Pansy nodded. "Check all you want," she told Ginny. "It doesn't change the truth." She was anxious to feel Ginny's fingers in her knickers, but waiting would make it feel all the better when she finally did.
Lavishing Ginny's breast with her lips and tongue, she worked her finger frantically in and out. She used the heel of her hand to grind against Ginny's clit as she stroked her g-spot with each thrust of her finger.
"Oh, I am going to make you come," Pansy admitted breathily. "I love hearing girls moan and whimper as I fuck them." She gulped in a breath of air as she squirmed on the bench.