Her soft snores went unnoticed by me as I pleasured myself, and only now seemed louder than life at my finish. She would be getting up at the same tim... as me that morning to work her double shift at the hospital. “Not fair of me to wake her.” I whispered out loud to myself as I cleaned myself up before climbing back under the sheets. Tomorrow would be a very easy day to get away with anything with Elise. Her mother would be gone until close to nine at night and I would be home before four, the. I always wore cute white ones. My hair was begining to get long, down to my shoulders, so I'd put my hair in pigtails, it made me hornier to do this.At this still unmentionable age I had developed in the privacy of my bedroom a taste for watersports, showering myself while lying down with my pantys and pigtails. When sat in the toilets I'd just let it flow, letting the pantys soak it all up. I would never wash them as I would like them to smell of the last masturbation session sat in the. Whenever I could get a chance to "play doctor" with one of my friends, I'd get a special tingle whenever they'd let me touch their little pussies, or they'd touch mine. I even think they often came when I touched their little pink clits, and I'd maneuver them to touch my hard, prepubescent clit, so that I could cum, though I didn't know that's what it was.But when I hit puberty, with my breasts budding into B cups, light blonde hair growing out above and around my now pouting pussy, my butt. I stood behind her and ran my eyes up and down her body.The suit must have been a year or two old. Cheryl probably had to struggle to get the straps over her shoulder. The entire suit was pulled tightly over her body. The crotch was pulled up into her pussy and we could see her pubic hair and part of her pussy lips poking out of the bottom. The way that the strap was digging in between her legs either had to be hurting or pleasuring her. I could tell that she was struggling not to put her hand.