The kiss is rough, demanding, possessive. Indian Porn She can feel Pansy’s hot breath on her neck, the cold stone against her back. The kiss is rough, demanding, possessive. “Did I say you could touch me, Weasley?”
“No,” Ginny breathes, “but I never said you could- ohhh!”
Pansy drinks in the intoxicating nectar, nuzzling the silky hair between Ginny’s legs, enjoying the way the other girl trembles against her face, pinning Ginny’s hips against the wall with surprisingly strong hands as the younger girl bucks and writhes beneath her. Ginny can’t force her mouth to form that one simple word. The smaller girl’s feral grin makes her feel a little dizzy and she desperately longs for the warmth and safety of her bed. “Shut up, Weasley.” Her hands slide down Ginny’s sides, pressing thin fabric against hot skin, moving lower and lower until she catches the nightgown’s hem near Ginny’s ankles.
