Bobby's cock slipped out, and he quickly grabbed her around the waist before she fell down. He stuck his finger in her cunt and finished off her sleek, splendid climax.

"Oh, uh, uh, oh… whuff, whuff," Prissy moaned.

"Feels good, doesn't it, honey?" Bobby whispered in her ear, his finger doing a slick jerk in Prissy's pussy, bringing her home through a multiple orgasm.

Prissy finally opened her eyes and saw Bobby yanking on his huge prick, his hand jerking in and out, his thumb extended, his cock-head foaming with bubbles of jizz.

"Oh, Bobby, you're so damn naughty!" she whispered.

But her eyes stared at him. She thrilled to the way he jerked his prick, the way his cock squirted white goo.

Bobby let her slip from his arms, and Prissy fell weakly to her knees in front of him. She continued watching his hand, his foaming, fizzing prick. Bobby kept pumping his cock until he stiffened, gasped loudly and shot a load of cream that splashed into her sweet, darling face.

"Bobby! Bad, bad, naughty, Bobby," she wheezed.

The cum flowed, splashed in thick chunks onto Prissy's lovely face, onto her cheeks, her red lips, her forehead. A big hunk of cum caught on her forehead inter bangs and hung there like a scab.

"It's squirtin' all over, Bobby!" she whispered.

But he was so engrossed in his cum, all he could do was keep pumping and jerking wildly, faster and faster. His cock sprayed Prissy, showering her with his erotic load.

Finally, Bobby knelt down with her in the soft hay piled on the floor. His cock was spent. He lay her back. Then he knelt between her legs bent over and rubbed his face to her cunt.

"You gonna do that again to me?" she cried. "Gonna suck your cunt, cousin dear," he said.

"Suck my cunt? Oh, Bobby!"

She lay back in the hay and let him eat her pussy, enjoying the loud slurping, the licking, the lapping. She spread her legs wide for him, thrust her ass off the hay and ground her cunt up against his gaping mouth.