FTHT-242 It’s been a while since I had that done… I’m happy. Thank you. A summer memory of when I was intimate with the older woman next door through a hole in the wall

One day, a hole appeared in the wall separating my room from the next one… Listening to the everyday sounds coming through the thin walls of the old apartment, I began communicating with the woman living next door. Before long, I ended up getting close with the woman in the neighboring room through the hole in the wall.