Ginny felt like that was something they weren't going to agree on, Pansy was surely just as wet as she had been before she had come. Instead of arguing, Ginny didn't waste any time in what Pansy had intended for her.
She watched under the skirt as Pansy's lips parted lewdly for her and Ginny felt Pansy press her face firmly into the wet lips. Pansy question hadn't even gotten out of her mouth when Ginny cupped her mouth around Pansy's entire sex and sucked on it, loudly, wantonly for a moment before letting the slippery flesh slip out of her mouth. Not slowing her attach, Ginny's tongue flicked out and she traced it up and down Pansy's lips, top to bottom before wiggling inside right at her entrance, her tongue slowly fucking into Pansy with a rough persistance.