“Slower,” Pansy moaned softly as Ginny began to pick up the pace. Using her hips, she made Ginny slow down. Her eyes fluttered shut and she tried desperately to last longer. It was a fruitless effort.
The slower Ginny moved the harder it was to control her breathing. Shaking all over, she cried out and threw her head back. Her eyes were pinched shut as she rode out her orgasm. It took a long time as her body kept clenching and huices shot from her and over the phallus splashing against Ginny’s stomach.
“Fuck,” Pansy gasped when she finally stopped shaking.