She suggested that we have a picnic dinner right there in the car. She went to the back seat with her husband while I sat in the front. As we began to...eat I noticed in the rear view mirror that my cousin was fondling her husband’s crotch. Then she opened his zip and took out his tool. I had never seen a cock before. It looked very big and had a shiny red head. She then began to rub it as if trying to give it a shine. My legs began to go all weak. By now both of them had thrown away their paper. "Lead the way" Carrie says. Once in the office Carrie drops her trousers and steps out of them. Then stands in bra and panties for Ray to take in her body. "Maybe you should take your clothes off Ray" says Carrie. "Let's see what you've got in there". Ray doesn't need telling twice and is naked in the blink of an eye. His stiff cock stands proud, pointing towards Carrie. She removes her bra and two small but perky breasts bounce free. She rubs them gently then says to Ray "come and play with. Then he lay on her softness, some on his elbows but mostly on her, for minutes.When he got off, he straightened the sheet and pulled the blanket over them both. He got into position and she backed into the spoon.“Love you.”“Love you,” she replied. That was, if entirely expected, good to hear. She’d often expressed with utterly clarity that loving him didn’t keep her from being angry with him or even hating him. Right now, though, it sounded as if love were the sole attitude in the front of her. I pulled out of my sister-in-law, Miriam Lamont, just long enough to answer my cell. It was Lizzie, of all people. What the Devil did she want, anyway?“Lizzie?” I asked, knowing full well who it was from my caller ID.“Yes, that’s me. When are we gonna ... kiss and make up? This lover’s spat has gone on too long and I don’t even know why,” Lizzie whined and pouted now a bit over the speaker phone.“You’re kidding me, right?” I asked Lizzie as I plowed Miriam a couple more strokes.“No, why? What.