"OK I'll show you the first one, then you can do the rest," Mum said.She showed Tish how to wash and peel the first potato, then handed her the peeler... Tish started hesitantly at first, then got stuck in peeling away. Soon she had a pot full of potatoes ready for boiling."Right then, let's put those on to cook. Would you hand me the matches dear?" Mum asked."That igniter isn't broken again, is it?" I asked."I'm afraid so, dear."Our cooker was in need of replacement, it was a reasonably old gas. The last one looked to be in his mid fourties, he was of average size and very thin, his face was plain and looked somewhat embarassed.The blue eyed teen turned her back to him and bent over at the waist exposing her butt to the man, her hands toying with the bikini panties, forcing it even deeper in her asscheeks and making her pussy lips engulf the thin fabric. Then she sitted on his lap, his legs between hers, feeling a huge erection touching her pussy as she moved her hips, ondulating on. Youdon't want boys to find out about the color of your knickers, doyou?" Sorry, Aunt Jessica. I'll remember that," Alice saidregretfully. Her hands smoothed the back of her skirtunconsciously. I sniggered happily at her misfortune. Good oldMom, got one back for me. She deserved it for teasing me backthere in the bedroom. She heard my muffled giggle and turnedback to stick her tongue at me. I showed mine in return.Mom spotted it, "Petra, you too! Behave yourself." Sorry, Mom." I hung my head. I think I was just a little scared how it would feel.“Ok,” I said. “It’s my birthday on Sunday. If you can find us a place to go, you can be my first.”“Can I come in you?” he asked.“I’m on the pill. You can fuck me and come in me as much as you want.”He kissed me one last time and ran to his car. I waved goodbye, smiled to myself and stepped into the house through the door.Someone grabbed my, turned my ran and slapped me across the face. I looked up into Jim’s eyes.“What the fuck do you.