And the tennis court...”“What tennis court?” I asked.“I forgot; that was supposed to be a surprise,” Cindy said.I remembered her asking if a...ything was missing and me jokingly saying that we needed a tennis court. Based on the plans, I didn’t see where they could put one with the space being eaten up by the garage/apartment/security center at the back of the property.“We figured out that we could put it on the roof of the garage,” Professor Donaldson explained.Yep, I already knew how Coby would. When I came home after, I was taken aback from the looks of my sister. She had finished her exams a month before and the break from her studies had done magic on her. The once shy, fat and hairy girl had turned into an outgoing, slim and a girl with flawless skin. And that being said, she had even changed her dressing sense. She started wearing tight low cut tops and jeans, instead of traditional salwar kurta. She became eye candy of our locality.Coming to me, I used to be a big brother to her. You don't live high, but you share everything you have with others. You could live in a mansion with servants and fancy cars, but you're just regular folks. I won't tell. I want this mountain to be a place I can come to for the rest of my life for the peace it brings."Karen was weeping, and Mom hugged her. "What's the matter, Honey, what's the problem?" That you trust me to help you do something as important as this is more than I can believe. I want to be a good person, and you all have given. .it was time to fuck! I put myself between her legs. Then I leaned down over her. My left arm supported my body while my right hand was moving up and down the shaft of my extremely hard cock. Just before I entered her, I looked down at her and said, "Baby...I love you." "Mmmmmmm," she moaned, "And I love the man with the best dick west of the Mississippi." What about east of the Mississippi?" I asked playfully."I'm not east of the Mississippi, I'm here with you, aren't I? Now, c'mere.