About her height she guessed. Lean and supple, the old khaki work pantsfitting neatly to a trim waist. The faded flannelette shirt, sleevespartly roll...d over an almost grey, white t-shirt. His hands moving backand forth as he wiped whatever it was. Face with an almost smile and anair of sorrow before she saw the soft brown eyes. The dark brown hair,obviously finger combed, flashes of grey here and there as it licked andcaught at the shirt collar. She felt her own smile start, as his hadchanged. For his part, Neville didn’t seem to mind. He slowed his ministrations but helped Ginny ride her orgasm by gently rubbing her clit and keeping his fingers inside of her.Ginny’s pussy clamped down on his fingers. Her inner walls pulsed and twitched as her orgasm overrode her control over her body. Her back arched, breasts pointed firmly up at the ceiling. She let out an incredible moan that she knew Harry must have heard next door.Ginny barely had time to catch her breath before Neville was. More

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