Angela couldn't imagine spending the entire summer without television.

"And another thing," Aunt Harriet continued, "we go to bed early around here. We start doing the chores before daylight."

Little Angela couldn't think of a more piss-poor way for a horny eighteen-year-old girl to spend the summer.

It was still dark the next morning when Angela was awakened by the clatter of pots and pans and the stomping of feet as the family prepared to face the new day.

"Wake up, Angela," Sarah called through the door. "We have to gather the eggs and slop the pigs before breakfast."

Groggy and only half awake, Angela took the basket and followed her cousin out into the brisk grey dawn. Entering the barn, they were greeted by the clucking and flapping of wings as the chickens scattered to get out of the way. Sarah showed her cousin the most likely places to find eggs and Angela was soon filling her basket.

After slopping the pigs and eating breakfast, Sarah led Angela out to the garden where they were to thin the rows of onions while Uncle Lester and Samuel went out into the field to plow.

Later, when Angela and Sarah came in from the garden for lunch, Aunt Harriet handed her niece a large basket and asked her to take it to the men in the field.

"This is their lunch," she smiled, "and I'll bet they're mighty hungry by now."

When she'd removed the garments, Sarah parted her fiery red pussy hairs in order to examine her itching slit. She was surprised at how damp the hairs were, and when she saw her twat, her cuntlips were all shiny and wet like her cousin's had been. Lightly running her finger over the pink flesh to remove the offending fluid, she felt a delicious tingle rippling through her loins. Repeating the action, another little jolt of pleasure flickered through her pussy. Sarah knew it was sinful to touch herself down there, but the strange sensation felt so good she kept repeating it. The more she continued doing it, the more the intense pleasure increased. As much as Sarah knew she was doing wrong, the girl couldn't seem to stop doing it. She'd never felt anything so incredibly good in her life and the wild pleasure was increasing with every second.