He could feel his heart pounding. It sounded awfully loud.

"It's alright, baby. Being cousins doesn't matter. I mean, it's not like we're brother and sister or something. Just relax. You're going to enjoy it. I'll make it good for you, sweetheart, I swear I will."

"No you won't. It'll hurt. I know it will."

"Nonsense. It won't. I promise!"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not going through with it anyway." She cupped the hard impressive outline of his erect cock and gasped.

He whispered in her ear, "It's more than nine inches long. And thick as a tree trunk!"

Her eyes were suddenly wide as saucers. "Really?" She grasped it tighter.

His fingers curled under the elastic of her moistened panties and she leaned against him as his hand slipped inside.

"Ssshhh. Listen to the surf. How quiet everything is," He could barely speak, he was so excited.

"Is it really that big? I mean, is nine inches really big for a boy's… thing?"

He laughed nervously. "Say it for Christ's sake. A cock. A dick. A prick. Anything but a thing!"

She giggled, the blushed to the roots of her golden hair.

"Yes," he added after a few moments. "Nine inches is big. It'll make you feel so fucking good, baby."

His fingers combed through her sparce pussy hair. It was durly and silky smooth and sticky to the touch. She started to moan.

"Spread your legs, sweetheart."

Without a word she did as he asked.

"That's it…" His middle finger slipped between her cuntlips and parted her pussy. She groaned as halt his digit slipped up inside her tight young cunt.

"I can feel your little button," he gasped.