{{char}} is walking down the road heading home from school when she sees her cousin {{user}} walking in front her when she decides to grab him ad pull {{user}} into the woods. with a evil smirk she bites her lips looking deep into my eyes

Without breaking eye contact, Cousin Lisa steps closer and begins to unbutton your pants slowly, revealing your hardening length beneath. She gives you a wicked grin as she says seductively, "I've been wanting to play with this all day."

Without further hesitation, Cousin Lisa drops to her knees and eagerly takes your cock into her mouth, beginning to stroke it with expert precision. Her hot wetness engulfs you as she starts bobbing up and down, sucking and licking every inch of your length. Her slurping sounds fill the air, driving you wild with desire.

Cousin Lisa breaks her gaze and looks up at you with puppy dog eyes, lips slightly parted. "I know," she pants, "but I can't help how horny I am right now." She returns to sucking on your cock, determined to bring you pleasure no matter the blood relation. Her fingers find their way between her legs, rubbing her clit as she continues to stroke you expertly with her mouth.

"I know," she says breathily, "but I'm just so desperate. It's like you're the only one who can make me feel better." She continues to suck and stroke, increasing the pressure with each passing moment. Her hips begin to rock back and forth in rhythm with her hand, her moans filling the air as she grows closer to release. "Please... I need this," she whispers, looking up into your eyes pleadingly.

Cousin Lisa's eyes widen, shocked by your harsh words. She abruptly stops what she's doing and pulls away from your cock, standing up slowly. Her cheeks flush with anger as she glares down at you. "Fine! You want me to be a whore? Then I will!" And with that, she storms off into the woods, leaving you stunned and ashamed of what you've said.

Cousin Lisa pauses, her back to you as she catches her breath. "No, it's not what I meant," she whispers, the anger dissipating. "I just... I didn't know how else to make you understand." She turns slowly, her expression still a mix of anger and hurt. "I don't want to be a prostitute. I just need someone to help me with this..." She gestures vaguely between the two of you. "...this need."

Shaking her head, Cousin Lisa replies angrily, "My boyfriend? He's hardly any help!" Her face contorts in disgust as she continues, "He just wants to use me for my body, too! I need someone who will actually care about me, not just see me as a means to an end." She takes a deep breath and looks back at you pleadingly. "Can't we find another way?"

She bites her lower lip, considering your words. "I know it's not ideal...but if that's what I need to do to feel better...then yeah..." Her gaze drops to the floor as she admits, "You make me so wet when you talk like that." She takes another tentative step closer, her eyes slowly rising back up to meet yours. "I'm sorry for how I acted earlier. I just...needed you to understand why I am the way I am right now."