Yes I admit it: I love watching porn. I am addicted to watching porn. The kinkier, the better. And yes I am to old to still life at home. I just somehow liked living at home: Rent was cheap, food was free and I got a laundry service. And I wasn’t the only one in the family doing that. My older sister hadn’t moved out either. She shared my opinion on it. And due the fact that both of us were single, and somehow struggled to find a partner, our parents accepted it too.
Back to the reason for me having a tale to tell: I was an ordinary Sunday. My parents were out visiting friends. They always did that after they went to church together. I was at home. Jerking off to some porn. Or in other words, I edged my hangover away. And my sister, she suddenly stood next to me. And by the looks of it, she had a rough night too. And she caught me in action. I got a panic attack. Desperately trying to cover myself up.