When I was 18 and still living at home, I had an encounter with my younger sister Vicky who was 17 at the time and the daughter of my mom’s best friend.   Both girls were juniors in high school at the time and Sandy was proportionally about the same size as my sister in every aspect.   They both had beautiful perky breasts that fit perfectly in my hands, not too big, but defiantly big enough to play with and had the harde...