Bobby's hard-on was so beautiful, his skin so white and smooth, his big cock-head was a shiny red and glistened with cum.

He took his prick in his hand and began to jerk slowly, pulling his cock-skin back and forth, letting his bulging prick-head point at Prissy.

"Bobby, what are you doin'? You're playin' with yourself!" Prissy huffed.

"This is what I wanted to show you," he said. Her beautiful, face, her glowing, pink lips, red cheeks, luscious lips, her sky-blue eyes, her whole loveliness was etched with excitement as she watched Bobby jack slowly on his huge prick.

"Whew! Wow!" Prissy whispered, watching his hand.

"You like the way my cock looks, Prissy?"

"You shouldn't be doin' that, Bobby. It's not normal."

"It's very normal, cousin dear."

"You're masturbating, aren't you, Bobby?"

"Uh-huh. To you."

"Ewwww, don't, Bobby!"

But her eyes stared at Bobby's thick prick, his stroking hand. He picked up the beat just a little, jacked faster, and a wad of jizz squirted out of his cock-head and flew into the hay.

"What's that stuff shootin' out, Bobby?"

"My cum, my cream."

"You shouldn't do that, Bobby!"

His cock was spitting, and his fizz was foaming. He got cum on his hand and lubricated his cock-stalk, jacking faster. His hand-job sounded exciting to Prissy, a sweet slurp, slurp, slurp, a juicy clicking, like someone chewing gum loud and fast.

She watched Bobby jerk his cock, and she was all hot between her legs, down in her wet, pink panties. She knew that was wrong though, and she always had been a good girl. But there was something so thrilling about what her cousin was doing.

"Wanna feel my prick?" Bobby asked.

"No!" she snapped.

"Here," he said. He reached out, took her hand and placed it on his cock-stalk. "Go ahead, just feel it."

"Well, okay, but just for a second," Prissy said. Her fingers wrapped around Bobby's prick in an underhanded grip.