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... boobs they were, large and shaped like half melons with dark nipples standing proud from their surface.

She was certainly a big girl for her age, for any age come to that, her chest measurement had to be at least 38 inches and most of that were those stupendous tits.

Then my eyes sank down to her groin, half hidden by dark pubic hair I saw the swell of her pussy lips and my cock did a war dance under the cover of my robe.

“Well?” Carole asked suddenly closing the robe and cutting off my view.

“Fantastic!” I breathed, “You’re right, your boobs are better than hers, a whole lot better.”

‘And nearer’ I thought to myself.

“See!” she said triumphantly, “I told you they were.”

My sister was all smiles after my judgement on her tits and our conversation went back to what we had seen, it did nothing to calm my hard cock, just the opposite and after a while all I wanted was to get back to my room for a good wank.

“Mind you,” Carole laughed, “old Connor was pretty well hung, how’d you measure up to him I wonder.”

True Connor had got a decent sized tool from what we had seen, but I knew that mine outmatched his by quite a bit, I grinned at Carole and opened my robe, not caring that my cock was erect. “What do you think?” I asked as her eyes went wide.

“Wow!” she breathed taking a step closer, “no, don’t close your robe!”

I stopped my motion to close my robe as my sister gazed at my hard prick; she licked her lips and took another step closer to me. I ...

... gave a mental shrug and thought: ‘what the hell?’, then took the robe off completely.

“Have a good look sis,” I laughed, “but fair’s fair, let me get a better at you too.”

Her eyes never left my cock as she shrugged off her robe and tossed it in the general direction of the bed; I didn’t notice where her robe landed as my eyes were roving over my sister’s body hungrily. I knew it was wrong of us to be acting this way, but that just seemed to add to the mounting pleasure I was feeling.

“You’re beautiful,” I breathed.

For the first time I noticed Carole not as my pesky sister, but as a member of the opposite sex, a woman and what a woman she had turned into! Carole was a little shorter than my six foot, but she certainly had a frame to die for, 38ish, 26ish, 36ish at a guess; the expression ‘legs that go all the way up’ certainly applied to my sister, her legs were long, slender and very shapely.

All I know is that she had a lot of eye pleasing body.

She had blushed at my comment and that only seemed to enhance her beauty as I stared longingly at her from a distance of a few feet, when I raised my eyes to her face I saw her smiling at me uncertainly.

Looking at her face with the eyes of a horny male for the first time I wondered how I could ever have missed the sensuous moue of her lips; then there were her eyes, twin pools of hazel-brown that held a ‘come hither’ sparkle.

Though we looked fairly alike the bone structure of her face gave it a rounder, ...