Their boobs were just starting to develop, with perky pink nipples. There pussy’s were just staring to grow whips of hair. They had deep tan lines w...here their swimsuit should have been. They were the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Laughing and splashing. I stood there transfixed. As I watched one of the girls pulled the other close and kissed her. First a quick kiss, but then they both embraced and started to deeply kiss each other while there hands explored each other’s bodies.They. Chapter 2Author:- PollymericCopyright: Pollymeric 12.05.2016This is a work of fan fiction based upon work of John Entwhistle's novel"A Northern Tale" A story set in 1950'sAs usual, I recognise that this may be a very niche subject.Chapter 2:As soon as Mrs Atkinson had left the room, Mr. Hawkins expostulated"Thank god that arrogant bitch has left! How dare she take control of themeeting? She'll have a little pansy like you for breakfast. I shall bemonitoring your progress closely and if there. " I believe you, I never met her, but I believe you, Kirk, now push that pecker passed those lips and into my twat, it isn't nice to tease any woman." Sorry," I apologized before I casually pushed my member right into her pussy."Well, you have a nice cock," she moaned, closing her eyes and placing her hands on my shoulders. "That alone will win you a shit load of points, but make love to me now, sexy step-son," she let out, before glancing back at me. "I love you." I love you too," I replied,. I was in the kitchen making hot chocolate when I heard the bell ring. As I opened the door a young girl fell into my arms. She was badly hurt with bruises on her face and she passed out shortly after I opened the door. She looked like she was only 20 years old. I quickly carried her to the guest room and gently put her down on the bed. I proceeded to check how badly injured she was and to make sure she would be okay. It looked like she had been beaten up and I could only imagine what kind of a.