"Such bad words," Ginny breathed between licks. "You mum would wash your mouth out with soap!" She made sure she breathed out her words so she could tickle Fleur's sensitive folds as she spoke.
Using the little space she had, she touched her tongue to Fleur's sex and pulled back so tiny strands of wetness would link her tongue to Fleur's folds before delving back in. Her looked up the length of Fleur's body and gave her a searing look as she did naughty things with her tongue.
Ginny whimpered as Fleur ground her sex against her lips. She resisted as long as she could before thrusting her tongue deep inside Fleur. With her hand, she guided her to move up and down.
Shagging Fleur with her tongue, Ginny would steal a breath by tilting her chin to wrap her lips around Fleur's clit before thrusting her tongue back inside her.