I had to know what it felt like to touch her skin. I slid my hand down her panties and felt her bare pussy beneath my hand. I thought I would cum rig...t then but I held it together. I slowly spread her lips and slid my finger on her little clit. She moaned again. I wondered what she was dreaming about and laughed in my head that she had no idea her daddy was rubbing her sweet little pussy. As I rubbed her swollen little clit she got wetter and wetter. I could smell her and it was. So what exactly do you want to do,"she said stuttering.I walked her into the second bedroom. On the wall near the bed was a chalk board. I wrote on the chalkboard the letter, "B".She questioned, "What is that?" "It's the letter B," I responded."Okay, what does it mean?" she probed. "Hold out your hands." She held out her hands. I turned to the drawer and pulled out a pair of leather arm restraints. She appeared slightly nervous as I locked her arms behind her back. I told her not to worry, that. The kiss lasted a minute as both tongues were busy playing with each other. When the kiss ended, Ginny whispered into Hermoine's ear, “Do you want more?” Hermoine emitted a quiet “yeah!”Ginny backed away and sat straight. She looked down on Hermoine in a new light. Hermoine's brown hair was fanned out all over her pillow. Her eyes were gazing directly at Ginny and her red lips were glistening with saliva. She had a weak smile on her face which showed faint outlines of her dimples. Ginny. He was completely in charge.The whole time he was looking at me with those deep brown eyes like nothing else existed or mattered except the two of us and the dance we were doing.It was more than dancing. There was clearly a sexual component to it. It made me feel uncomfortable, but I liked it.When the dance ended, he brought my right hand to his lips and kissed it. "Thank you. You are a wonderful dancer." So are you..." I didn't know his name."Rodolfo." He bowed ever so slightly as if to.