Anne was bored out of her skull. Family reunions usually were tedious, no doubt... but she was also horny. She had woken up from a very explicit dream with a very wet pussy, but she was already late.
After a few hours of family bickering and sweltering heat, Anne was getting restless. She was sleepy, and once or twice caught herself daydreaming about her wet dream. She decided to simply go for a walk.
Soon she was feeling better. Wandering aimlessly between the trees, Anne heard a low moan. Curious as to who could be there, she approached a shed.
She caught her breath in surprise. Her cousin Sylvie was making out with her boyfriend, Henry, quite oblivious to the rest of the world. He had lifted her shirt and was sucking on her tits, while she caressed the bulge in his pants.
Anne stood still, not knowing what to do. She knew she shouldn't stay there, but she couldn't help herself and tried to keep out of sight.
Sylvie was now lowering Henry's pants and freeing his cock. Anne stifled a gasp -- his cock was gorgeous! She couldn't control a pang of jealousy when Sylvie lowered her head and licked the purple crown. Henry threw his head back, closing his eyes... but when he tried to fuck her mouth, she got up, lowered her shirt, and said with an impish smile:
"Henry, dearie, I'm sorry, but I must go now. Why don't you come to my house tonight?" She blew him a kiss and left, swinging her hips a little, while he stared dumbfounded after her.
Anne almost couldn't contain her laughter. Being a bit of a tease herself, she could appreciate the art in her cousin's actions. But she was mesmerized by Henry's magnificent prick, still hard and pulsing, as if he didn't fully understand what had just happened.
Henry blinked a few times and finally adjusted his pants over his cock, although the bulge was still very obvious. On a whim, Anne left her concealment and caught up with him.
