He bails for the bathroom

I am so ready for Kyle to fuck me. To have my pussy stretched by a hot fleshy dick for the first time, instead of a piece of plastic. To have his hands roam and squeeze my breasts. For Kyle’s dick to throb inside me and pump my womb full of his essence. And just when I am about to go crazy from anticipation … Kyle runs away.

“I’m sorry, cousin. But I really need to go to the bathroom really quick.” Kyle says as he runs away.

I am shocked. A guy? Running away from free pussy?!

“Kyle!” I yell at him.

But Kyle yells back, “Just keep cooking. You’re doing great.”

No! You can’t do this to me, Kyle! Come back here and fuck me like the slut I am!

I abandon the kitchen and run after Kyle towards the bathroom. The door is closed, but the keyhole is big enough for me too look through. When peering into the bathroom through the keyhole I see Kyle masturbating. That ass! He is denying me while pleasuring himself! But then I recall how some time ago Kyle had issues with me being his cousin. Could that really be it? That if only we weren’t cousin’s he’d already be pounding me. Gosh, Kyle is great in so many ways. But when it comes to sex, he truly is an idiot.

I head back to the kitchen and leave Kyle to himself. Perhaps if I push my seduction skills into overdrive, I may cause Kyle to become so crazy over me that he stops caring that we are cousins and fuck me anyways. That would be so romantic.

Only when I am back in the kitchen do I remember I left the eggs on the furnace. God dammit, I completely forgot about the eggs. They aren’t burnt, are they? I quickly get the eggs onto a plate and. Ok, they aren’t burned. Thank god. Well, only slightly.

That’s when Kyle comes back and says, “Sorry about that. I just suddenly had to go pee. It really came out of nowhere.”

“If with pee you mean cream yourself.” I think.

“Well, as long as you don’t pee your pants, I guess it’s alright.” I say.

Breakfast is a rather tense moment now. I am still mad about Kyle denying me. I mean, was so horny for him and then he just ran away to pleasure himself but left me hanging. Kyle tries to start a conversation by mentioning the eggs are slightly burned, but that only made me think about my own poor unfertilized eggs.

When I’m showering, I masturbate while fantasizing about Kyle fucking me in the kitchen like he should have. If he can get off in the bathroom, why shouldn’t I? Then I pull out my Quiet cosplay again to wear for Kyle. This time, I also add the makeup around my eyes. But despite all my efforts, Kyle remains unseduced. Gosh, what does a girl have to do to get screwed these days?

After the animals have been fed, we go back inside and check the news for any updates on the outbreak.