Snowy Night With Aunt Cindy
The oldest daughter, she was the best looking of the three sisters, including my mom. Tall, dark hair, a great smile, long legs, always tan with a smattering of freckles. She had firm-looking “B” cup tits and a nice ass. Smart too, she was the first in the family to head off to college. She had a lot going for her, but I never really paid much attention. Things took a turn the summer of ‘77, after I turned 18, just before I headed off to the Army. I planned on spending a month on my...