Ginny wasn't about to let Fleur get away that easily. When she felt her pussy clench around her tongue, Ginny only thrust harder and faster. Fleur's shaking and quivering above her made Ginny whimper desperately. She didn't want her to pull away and deny Ginny her delicious cunt.
Straining with her neck, her tongue flicked over Fleur's folds trying to find purchase. Lapping each hint of arousal she could find, she kept licking and kissing until Fleur made her stop.
Without thinking about it, the hand on Fleur's hip had moved into Ginny's overalls. Placing her finger firmly on her clit, she began to rub furiously.