Bobby came up on her, kissed up along her belly, then he kissed her on her lips, mashing his face into her cum-soaked face. The two of them rolled wildly in the hay.
"Bobby, I've never felt like this before," Prissy whispered, feeling his half-hard, sticky slick cock lolling against her flat belly.
"I'm gonna show you all kinds of new things, Prissy," Bobby whispered, running his fingers through the silky fuzz surrounding her cunt. "I'm gonna make you feel better in so many ways than you've ever felt!"
"But don't you dare ever fuck me, Bobby," she whimpered, her voice trembling.
CHAPTER THREE
Jill and Darcy were playing bingo on the midway when Prissy and Bobby found them. The four of them walked to the car and went home.
Bobby was feeling quite satisfied with his day at the fair, and he and Prissy rode in the back seat. He had all he could do from grabbing her and taking her panties clown right then and there. She was such an alluring darling, but he sighed deeply and quelled his emotion.
They watched some television, then everyone went to bed. Bobby thought about going to Prissy's room in the middle of the night, but then thought better of it. He heard Jim come home late, turn on the television and bang around in the kitchen.
The next morning, Jim was up early, and Bobby heard him tell Jill he had to go on a business trip, to apologize to Bobby that he wouldn't be around. Jim gave instructions to Jill about some incoming phone calls he was expecting.
Bobby got up about an hour later, and went to the bathroom down the hall. The upstairs floor was composed of four bedrooms. Each daughter had a small room at the end of the hall with their own bathroom, then there was Bobby's guest room, another bathroom, then the master bedroom.
Bobby stood at the bathroom sink, peering into the mirror as he shaved with an electric razor. He had a white, terrycloth towel wrapped around his middle.