After some time…Umaa aunty: Your cock is so hard now…we need to take care of it don’t we? Let me see….maybe it needs some good sucking.Sanju: ...h….ah…oh yes aunty….suck it…. you are so awesome aunty…Umaa aunty: your cock is so good Sanju…. (slurp-slurp) i didnt know that a young boy such as you could have such a nice dick…. (slurp-slurp).Kasheesh on the other end was perfectly imitating the sound of a blowjob. Sanju wondered whether she had a dildo with her.Sanju: Oh aunty….yes like that…please. Ma athagaru mimmalni theesukurammanaru” annanu.Venkatesh na mukku pattukuni melibetti “endukura dongalanjakodaka” annadu chempalu vayagoduthu.Anjamma, yadamma paka paka navvuthunnaru.Mee cheta denghinchukovataniki maharaja” annanu vanukhuthu. Venkatesh na mukku kindiki sagadeesi veepu meeda guddhuthu “endkura dongalanjakodaka antha kovvekkindira lanjalaki? Annadu.Vayyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooo. Avunu maharaja mee moddaki banisanu” annanu.Anjamma lechi na vattalu pattukuni kindiki baga gunjindi. Lanjalu. As open and honest as our relationship was, our one rule was that closed doors meant privacy. If doors were open, we were both free to come and go as we pleased. Bedroom, bathroom, laundry room, den, it didn't matter. Day, night, morning, afternoon, or evening, it was all the same. Naked or clothed, alone or with company, an open door was an invitation.A closed door, however, was a polite sign that we wanted a little privacy – and we both respected that.I went down the hall to my room and made. .. or a sister ... you wouldn't understand." I--" It was a race to see whether a lie or the truth would come out first. I honestly wasn't sure which I would tell. "I had a sister..." What?!" Kira burst out, "you always said you were an only child..." I know ... I'm sorry ... I had a ... sister..." A sister? Mom! Why didn't you tell me? Where is she?"My lip trembled as I tried not to show my sadness. "She's dead." Oh," Kira leaned over and touched my arm. "I'm sorry. I didn't know..." She died.