Pansy leaned back briefly, hooking her fingers in the waistband of Hermione's panties and pulling them down, groaning at the sight that greeted her. Hermione's thighs were soaked, glistening with her arousal. She reached her arms under the witch to lift her up, moving her back slightly on the bed. As she descended once more, she trailed her eyes up Hermione's body to look at her face, darting her tongue out to trace along her folds around the toy. She watched the brunette lean her head back, her hands rubbing over her breasts and stomach.