No, she's your cousin!
From Torg Adventure
"No, Sarah! You're my cousin!" I said, appalled.
"Well, then I better get you naked first!" she said as she ran toward my deck lounger. I tried to get up to run, but the chair tangled my feet, and I tripped, sprawling on the grass just beyond the concrete around the pool. I was glad I had missed the hard sidewalk, but then Sarah was on me, yanking on my trunks. She got them off pretty quickly and rolled me over on my back. She straddled me and played with my semi-hard cock; her fingers were slightly cool from the water. I moaned.
"If you're not going to help me get out of my suit, I'm just going to torture you." Then she started giving me a hand job very slowly. I was paralyzed by the pleasure of her touch. She worked my cock, gathering pre-cum as it oozed from the tip, and spreading it around the head and shaft. She almost brought me to climax, then backed off to play with my nipples instead. As she leaned farther forward, her belly rubbed lightly on my aching swollen prick. I was in heaven, groaning and wiggling under her.
Sarah returned to the hand job, shucking me better than I could whack off myself. I pushed my hips up to fuck her hand, trying desperately to get off, but she still stopped just short of letting me come. This time she leaned forward and dropped the straps on her suit, again presenting me with a look at her perky teen tits. She cupped them and stroked them, purring as she pleasured herself. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she exclaimed as she pinched her nipples above me. My mouth watered with need to suck those luscious tiny fruits. I strained to sit up so I could suck on her tits, but she leaned back, pulling them out of reach and pushing me back down with one hand. "Uh-uh! Not until you beg your cousin to let you suck her tits." Her grin was wicked.
Do I beg?
