I was just in my bed, jacking off and suddenly my grandma just opens the door and stares directly at me. She had brought some clothes and wanted to know if they were mine. I, as fast as possible, pulled away my "aa-battery", and just shouted at her "What?" (Very annoyed). She left my clothes on my chair and left the room. But before she closed the door, she winked at me.
This was all I needed to know. She knew. She knew exactly what I was doing, and I feel so embarrassed that if I were to die of a heart attack, I would thank God for letting me skip the dinner.
I should add that none in my family is really religious.
Anyway, thank you for reading this monstrosity of a post. I'll now go and watch youtube, hoping to forget this experience.
