Once atop Ginny, Pansy ground against her face. She rocked her hips back and forth, pushing Ginny’s finger deeper while pressing more firmly against her clit. It felt so good that she was moaning and wanted to let out a scream. “Come on, Weasley, I know you can make me come.” She groaned loudly.
Seeing how Ginny reacted, she pushed a second finger into her sensitive slit. “Get sensitive after you come?” Her finger curled wickedly and she began to rub hard against her g-spot. “You want me to lick you, don’t you?” She glanced back at the red curls atop Ginny’s sex.
Finally, Pansy cried out. Her whole body shook intensely as she came hard against Ginny’s face. Fresh wetness leaked out of her and it was so much that she was sure it was making Ginny’s cheeks wet.
She rode out her orgasm before falling forward and catching herself with her arms. Panting, she took a moment to collect herself, her brunette curls hanging in front of her face.