Ginny watched the wetness seep out of Pansy as she pulled off the phallus. It flagged in front of Ginny and she felt lewd but proud of herself.
Groaning as Pansy went to grab her hair and kiss her, Ginny purred in the kiss as Pansy’s tongue flicked out to push into her own mouth. Grunting and moaning, she clutched her and felt like the older girl was trying to steal her breath.
“Yes Mistress,” Ginny panted, sweaty and wide eyed from their excursions.