‘You have nothing to be sorry about Harry,’ replied Ginny sensitively, ‘even the best people are allowed to have weak moments.’ Harry gave Ginny’s toned tummy an affectionate squeeze in reply. She held Harry’s head to her breasts as she watched Harry’s bum rise and fall quickly as he began to pound into her. Ginny arched her back towards Harry, causing her breasts to stretch as Harry continued to play with them. Ginny let her fingers travel down the centre of Harry’s body, causing him to shiver in pleasure until they reached his belt. ‘Ahhhh Gin!’ cried Harry as he flicked his sopping hair from his eyes and began to pound her pussy in a frenzied passion. ‘Mmmpf…..yeah,’ Ginny heard Harry groan as he began to animalistically suck and slurp on her bouncing tits. Harry’s breathing started to come out in hurried pants as he picked up the pace, so that he was riding Ginny hard and deep.
