Frank tried – and failed miserably – to summon an innocent expression. Jean’s gaze flicked down, and her brown eyes widened for a moment, then she blushed and turned back to her book. It was at this time that Frank realized that his cock was hard and lying alongside his leg; creating a sizeable stockings bulge beneath the fabric of his boxer briefs. He cleared his throat and wolfed down what remained of his breakfast, put his blonde plate in the sink, and hastily shaved returned to his room to put some shorts on. His hard-on deflated at the prospect of Jean knowing that he was turned on by one of his sisters, and that she might tell someone else. He returned downstairs, and must have taken the corner at the bottom too quickly, because he ran straight into Jean, who apparently had also finished eating and was on her way upstairs. Miraculously, their heads didn’t collide, but Jean’s breasts cleanly hit Frank’s chest and compacted; he could plainly feel her hard nipples beneath the dark blue t-shirt she wore, and she was not wearing a bra. In that split second, Frank realized that Jean had the biggest boobs in the house, despite how she successfully managed to hide it with clothing. Even their mom’s tits were only b-cup at the largest, and Ashley’s tits were comparable to her mother’s. Jean’s were as large as they could get while still remaining heavily attractive to Frank; somewhere in blowjob the c-cup range. They both grunted in surprise and staggered back a couple steps, Jean dropping her book to the floor. “I’m sorry!” Frank said reactively. “Don’t be sorry, I should’ve watched where I was going.” Jean crouched and picked up her book and adjusted her bookmark, her eyes averted from his. “I was actually coming to talk to you about something.” They heard footsteps in the front hall and turned to see Tasha and Ashley, both gussied up for a few hours in the mall, head toward the front door. They both turned and offered waves and goodbyes, and left, shutting the door behind them. When Frank turned back from the door, he Cumshots saw Jean looking at him with an analytical look in her eye. At her stretch of silence, Frank spoke up, “What did you want to talk about?” Jean blinked and gestured to the sitting area of the living room nearby, and led the way. Frank’s gaze was drawn by her wide hips; Jean wasn’t quite as skinny as her siblings, but she was by no means fat. Her belly was flat and nothing sagged, but she just didn’t exercise as dedicatedly as Ashley, nor did she eat as strictly as Vanessa did, so her lines were slightly more generous than either. Frank didn’t think that detracted from her looks one bit; he found himself staring with his mouth slightly open, and had to wrench his stare away as they found a place to sit. Setting her book on the coffee table, Jean sighed and clasped her hands, her elbows on her knees. Her brown eyes flitted around the room for a moment as she gathered her thoughts, and finally settled on Frank. The taunts about Ms. Davies were real, just like shaved the ones about Ginny. Alex's body was severely arched so only her head touched the tree that kept her from falling backward. You are the most important human. This is all Serena's fault, I thought to myself as I looked for someone to blame in my disgruntled state. Eventually she was wet and i blonde lined up my dick with her pussy and moved forward. I began blowjob kissing her and lying back, had her climb on top of me and ride me. She rode me until we both came and she collapsed on top of me and we dozed off. There, they’d in turn brought some newcomer geeks into the fold, such as this Chloe girl. His eyes stared up at me as he swirled his tongue Cumshots around my nipple, stroking my areola. I had to find her flesh. I pulled the hefty 11 incher out of the sack and sat it beside me. I then reached stockings back in my toy box and grabbed one of my black silicone butt plugs. “At least cover me with something.” I pleaded. “Yes, I know, I watched through the doorway.”