Eavesdropping
Noone knows what goes on behind closed doors...
Returning from town, I pass my teenage daughter's bedroom. “Deeper! Push it further in!” She's brought a lover over? She might have asked. “Screw me!” “With pleasure!” Wait, that was her twin brother's voice! “It's so hard, that's quite a tool,” my daughter says. “Twist it a bit, give it a shake.” My God, It IS my son! “It's good and tight down there, trust me.” “I'm getting tired on my knees, can we switch?” Horrified, I...