Squirming down to the edge of the chair, he opened his belt and unsnapped the waistband of his jeans. Then he drew the zipper down slowly, teasing himself the way some of his girlfriends liked to do.

He wasn't wearing any underwear under his tight jeans and as the zipper pulled down, his cock came springing out from his fly like a rocket.

It snapped straight up, quivering with tension. Jack gazed down, admiring his cock-meat. He knew from the locker room that he was well endowed.

His sister could see that, too…

Heading for the kitchen, with the delightful flavor of her own pussy-juice lingering on her tastebuds and her cunt steaming and squishing between her slender thighs as she moved, Bunny passed the archway leading into the living room – and came to a dead halt when she saw that her brother was sitting there with his cock jutting out.

She blinked in surprise.

Then she smiled happily, figuring that she was about to get another visual treat.

She stepped back from the arch and peered around the edge, her eyes glued to his cock and balls.

Jack had reached into his fly and hauled his cumbags out now, revealing all of his sex tackle.

He was hung almost as heavy as her daddy! The horny teenager had to stifle a little squeal of delight as she played the peeper again.

Jack's cock-head was huge and it was so hot that it was glowing like a lightbulb. His stalk was thick and iron-hard, seamed up the underside by a dark vein as fat as Bunny's little finger. At the base of his cock, his balls were inflated like balloons.

As she stared at that meaty masterpiece, Bunny's fingers and palms itched for a feel of it.

Her cunt was simmering and her mouth was watering, too – but since he was her own brother the girl knew that such thoughts were much too naughty.

But there was no harm in looking.

Jack was looking, too, his head inclined and turning as he studied his erection from this way and that. It was looming up so tall that it looked as if he could damned near give himself a blow-job.