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“You’re killing me,” Ginny said above Halley. “Fuck, you look so good taking my cock like this.”
Fully incoherent, Halley agreed.
The mirror placed at the foot of their bed showed the scene – Halley, her new red lipstick smeared, her girlfriend’s green jersey hiked over her bare breasts, her brown skin glistening with sweat as, on her knees behind her, Ginny worked her with the enchanted strap-on.
“You expect a Weasley to work with anything less?” Ginny had joked earlier as they looked over the catalog together.
Then, Halley had laughed.
Now, she was paying the price.
"I can feel you. Oh, god. You're so tight around me, being such a good girl, so wet for me..."
Halley’s felt Ginny’s hands on her raised arse, calloused fingers digging deep enough to leave bruises as the fleshy strap-on thrummed. Judging by Ginny’s echoing moan, the charms were working.
(Organic sensations! Realistic shapes and sizes! Comes with customized vibration charms—)
Ginny shifted her angle slightly, causing Halley to yelp. She clawed at the ruined bedding, feeling Ginny pulse and thicken inside her. The vibration picked up a notch, strong enough to cause her eyes to water. She was so full. Whimpering, Halley felt the pressure building higher.
Fuck.
“That’s it,” encouraged Ginny. “You’re doing so good.”
“More,” Halley managed to squeak. Her reflection showed her black hair in wild disarray, the lusty fire in her eyes. She cried out again as one of Ginny’s hands slipped between them, playing with her clit, tapping her thumb to the pattern of the increased vibrations.
It was too much. It was everything.
I love this witch, Hally thought.
Trembling, Halley soon came with a shout. Her world convulsed around her, knees giving out as she slumped over, the aftershocks reaching every inch of her body.
She was dimly aware of the strap-on hitting the floor, Ginny settling beside her and gently stroking her hair. Her breaths came in greedy gasps, her skin tingling as sweat cooled on her body. Eventually, the world stopped spinning, and Halley felt coherent enough to use complete sentences.
She peered at Ginny, through her eyelashes almost bashful. “I think I died a little.”
Ginny laughed. She kissed the space between Halley’s wide eyes, hugging her loosely in her muscular arms. “Love you too, baby.”