Ginny, unabashedly, pressed her thigh up firmly between her other self’s legs. “I’m not the only one.” She ground her thigh firmly against the redhead’s pussy trying to drive her wild.
Once the draw was declared, Ginny looked up for a moment. “Should we…be doing this?” It’s not that she wanted to stop. But, if they were going to stop, they were going to need to now otherwise Ginny wouldn’t be able to control herself.
“Do we need to play a game?” she asked. Reaching down between the other Ginny’s legs, she began to stroke her pussy through her soaked knickers. “I’ve always thought I tasted so good,” Ginny purred suggestively.