Harry admires the beauty of the sleeping Ginny!

Harry was alone with Ginny in Dudley's room, but the hardships of the previous night had probably put Ginny into a kind of half-sleep, Ginny answered when he asked her something, but the cute redhead remained rather doll-like, otherwise she had her eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

Harry was looking for a place where he could best fulfill his task when his eyes fell on the leather armchair with the high armrests. It proved to be quite difficult to place the cute redhead on the armchair so that the backs of her knees hung in the armrests.

Once the job was done, he enjoyed his work, his eyes wandering from her sweet, sleepy face down to her perky, stunningly beautiful C-cups. Ginny's sweet pink nipples hardened slightly as the sexy witch gave a short sigh, let out a sweet, soft snore and returned to her seemingly erotic dreams.

Harry's eyes wandered further south, over her taut stomach, a cheeky golden navel piercing winking at him. His gaze wandered over her waist to her narrow but feminine pelvis. The inside of her widely spread thighs drew him in until his gaze lingered on Ginny's beautiful, slightly hairy, light pink womanhood. He was overcome with lust at the sight and carefully and gently gave Ginny a kiss.

"Ron, not now," she whispered in her sleep as his lips broke away from hers again. He kissed her neck and his caresses moved further down until the tip of his tongue pressed against Ginny's hard nipple.

"Ron, don't, Mum might see us," she sighed softly as Harry sucked on her nipples like a toddler, while Harry caressed his femininity. Her sex and vanilla-scented skin made his blood boil as he stroked his fingers over her flat, firm stomach until he reached her pubis.