Ella's Thong

It was only the day after I had left my first load of cum in Ella's bikini bottoms, and now I'm obsessed. I had to get more.
I could see out of my window that Ella was already enjoying the pool. She was out there splashing around with her little brother. I walked out to my backyard and perched over the fence. I asked if her dad was home, and she said he was working in the garage. I walked around and saw Steve working on his car. He told me to go inside and get a beer and he would join me soon. I walked into the house, I knew I was alone since his wife's car was gone from the driveway.

Instantly I bounded upstairs. To my shock, Ella's door was locked. I freaked out for a bit. Had she found out about what I did yesterday? Is she locking the door to stop it from happening again?

I overthought it, I could recall Steve saying she kept her room locked as much as possible to stop her little brother from messing with her stuff.

Dejectedly, I went into the bathroom to take a quick piss. That's when my heart leaped out of my chest. On the corner of the table, I saw Ella's clothes in a pile. She must have changed in the bathroom.





I hit the jackpot. Her soft bra smelt just like her. I could taste her in those small B cupped bras. Best of all, wrapped inside her shorts, her thong that was freshly removed from her pussy. It was still damp and sticky, and had the strongest smell.








I was in heaven, I licked her juices out, and played with the crotch. I came in no time, soaking the crotch and filling it up with my cum. Sadly I had to rush and couldn't take a picture as Steve was calling my name.

I returned everything and waited till after the pool fun.

Ella came downstairs in the same outfit that she wore before swimming.





I almost came a second time just talking to her, knowing that my cum was seeping around her sweet and young pussy lips.