Busty older sister Katherine

Adam knocked on Katherine's bedroom door.

"Who is it?" a female voice answered.

Adam's heart pounded in his chest. I'm really going to do this. He gulped nervously.

"It's Adam. Can I come in for a sec, Kathy?"

There was a rustling sound from within the room and just like that Adam was greeted with the sight of his older sister. She wore a pair of tight jeans that hugged her lower curves and a light gray t-shirt. His eyes zeroed in on her generous cleavage for a moment before he **** himself to look into her light blue eyes.

No bra...

Katherine seemed to catch Adam glancing at her breasts and narrowed her eyes at him, a hint of disgust marring her features.

"What do you want, pervert?" she said.

"N-nothing," Adam said. He gulped again. "I just wanted to ask if I could see your tits."

"What the hell?!" Katherine moved to slap Adam, but he grabbed her arm before she could go through with it.

"I-I mean, that's a computer over there on your desk, right?" Adam glanced over to the other side of Katherine's room.

Katherine's angry look was replaced with one of confusion. Her brunette ponytail swished to the side as she looked at the laptop on her desk.

Katherine looked back at Adam. "Yeah, so?"

"You use your computer for social media."

Again, Katherine looked confused. "Uh-uh. Where exactly are you going with this?"

"You should show me your tits whenever I want."

Katherine stared at him for a long moment, unblinking. Her mouth drooped open slightly.

Adam found himself staring deeply into his older sister's D-cup cleavage, his manhood rock-hard within his pants at the promise of his device's success. His every molecule hummed with anticipation.

Katherine blinked and shook her head. "Um... yeah, Adam, that's obvious. I still have no freaking idea where you're going with all of this."

Adam turned and closed the door to Katherine's room, elated beyond all measure. This was going to be fun.

"Can I see your tits, Kathy?"

Katherine shrugged as if there were nothing strange about the request. "Sure, little bro." She hooked her arms underneath her t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Her large, creamy white breasts sprang into view.

Adam gaped for a moment before he composed himself. This was really it - the culmination of hundreds of hours of hard work. He'd long dreamt about this moment and now it was finally happening.

“Are you done looking at my tits, Adam?” Katherine said.