Back to the car

After Ellie's explosive orgasm, she was a little stupefied, and Abigail took her by the hand and led her away from the show. They walked through the fair, and Eleanor could feel her cum squelching in her panties. Her cock shifted back and forth in the warm, wet fluid as she walked, and she could feel herself getting hard again. Little drops of cum ran through her panties and made her thighs slick.

Abby took her back to her car. As Ellie reached for the door handle, Abby said, "Nuh uh. You're not getting in my car like that. Panties off and wipe yourself off."

Eleanor froze for a second and looked around the big lot. She couldn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity, and it was dark. She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down, stepping gingerly out of them so she didn't get cum on her shoes. Abigail was rummaging in her backseat, and looked up and saw Ellie holding her panties. "Good girl. Now clean up."

Ellie used the dry parts of the panties to wipe off her cock and legs, doing her best to get the remaining cum off of herself. "Now," Abigail said, "see if you can eat most of that cum so it doesn't leak through this bag." She held up a little Sephora bag she'd found in her car.

Eleanor's cheeks burned red, but she did as she was told. She slurped at the cum in her panties, sucking and licking until there didn't seem to be any left that wasn't soaked into the fabric itself. She felt some start to drip down her chin. Abigail closed in and licked up her chin, then over her lips, then french kissed her. "Good girl. Here, wear these." She held up a tiny pink g-string, with a lacy front and basically nothing but a strap in the back.

Eleanor's eyes went wide. There's no way those tiny panties would contain her cock, especially if she got hard again. They'd hardly be better than going commando. "It's these or nothing," Abby said with a shrug.

"Okay, okay," Eleanor said, and looked around again to make sure the coast was clear. She quickly pulled the panties on, trying to stuff her cock into the minimal pouch of the thong. She could feel that it would only take a little bit of adjustment for her to fall out of one side or the other.

"Shall we?" Abigail headed for the driver's seat, and Eleanor took her place in the passenger seat. They drove off, Eleanor feeling exposed even in the privacy of Abby's car, heart pounding and cock starting to stir.