Frowning when Lisa gasped, it was disturbing her concentration! Still unaware of what her hand was up to, her entire attention was upon the dancers. How she wanted to be down there with them! If only Lisa and Allyson were ballerinas...
"Oui, oui," she whispered distractedly.
Not really paying attention to Lisa, she felt her girlfriend's grip tighten around her. Was Lisa cold? The dark-haired witch's teasing only fueled her Veela side, which went from having the hand outside the panties to inside. Rubbing the naked folds, a finger slowly eased up into Lisa, curling it's way inside.