Ginny wrangles Tonks

Living with her many big brothers has taught Ginny how to roughhouse. She wrangles Tonks onto her hands and knees and presses her cockhead against Tonks’ labia. She pulls Tonk’s head back by her hair like it’s a horse’s reigns, and leans close to her captured toy, “Woah, girl, easy there!”

Tonks would retort to being treated like a pony, especially with Ginny’s clear derogation in using the term ‘girl’, but she’s too busy panting through a windpipe that’s kinked by Ginny’s taming grip pulling her head back. She knows she’s been bested, but she’s eager to see what her conquerer has in store for her. The wrestling has gotten both of them sweaty, hard, and mostly nude.

After Tonks settles down a bit, Ginny eases up slightly, “Good girl. Now why don’t you put that little thing away? You’re not gonna be using that today.”

Tonks gulps but does as commanded. She flexes, and her cock shlorps up into her crotch like a noodle. The process sends a shiver down Tonks’ spine, one which Ginny takes as a sign of submission.