Seizing a handful of hair with her spare hand, Hermione steadied herself, and sunk her arm farther still into the giant teen surrounding her.

Ginny’s pussy squelched in response, and seemed to stretch on forever as Hermione’s reaching fingers probed ever more. Sticky, yet slippery, yet scalding, there was only so far she could reach without dislocating her arm.

…or climbing in. Hopefully it wouldn’t come to that, she grimaced.

But as Ginny’s hand cupped around her back, keeping her in place, there wasn’t much choice in the matter did she?

If she was stopping this thing from swallowing her entirely, she was upping her game. Burying her face in the pink mass at the top, she searched out a little pink nub, and took it into her mouth.

There was a gasp from above, and Ginny’s clit swelled under her command. Gagging on the engorged flesh almost immediately, she recoiled back just a little, but continued to tease Ginny’s clit with her tongue as one arm explored her internally, and the other massaged the bristly ginger hair on her mound. 

Ginny ground against her from above, and Hermione did what she could from between the redhead’s thighs.