My Nudist SisterChapter 5
I heard my parents fucking that night. It’s not something I’ve ever heard before. The individual sounds were familiar to me: my father’s grunts, my mother’s begging. “Please...” she moaned, so loudly that it echoed down the hallway and into my room. “Please...” Presumably at some point they’d made love while I was living with them - how else could Elly exist? - but it wasn’t something I’d ever experienced. After half an hour, my father gave out one loud grunt and my mother gasped one loud...