Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449 

The management at my apartment complex is terrible at making timely repairs. I generally take care of small things by myself, but I had no idea how to fix the hole in my bedroom wall. While rearranging my furniture, I dropped one end of my nightstand and now there was a hole in the wall. All the way through to my neighbor’s room. I was screwed. There was no way for me to fix it.

As I was examining the hole, my neighbor walked into his room, looking like he was fresh from a work out or shower. I knew I should look away, but the way the drops of water dripped down his skin was mesmerizing. I knelt down, getting closer to the hole to have a better look.

He stripped out of his baggy shorts and underwear. I’d always thought he was attractive, and I was silently kicking myself for not making a move sooner. He was packing, and I felt my pussy throb with want.

He laid out on the bed and pulled out his phone, scrolling through videos until he found something he liked; idly fondling himself before getting comfortable and focused fully on the screen.

Neighbor’s Hole in the Wall

 

The management at my apartment complex is terrible at making timely repairs. I generally take care of small things by myself, but I had no idea how to fix the hole in my bedroom wall. While rearranging my furniture, I dropped one end of my nightstand and now there was a hole in the wall. All the way through to my neighbor’s room. I was screwed. There was no way for me to fix it.

As I was examining the hole, my neighbor walked into his room, looking like he was fresh from a work out or shower. I knew I should look away, but the way the drops of water dripped down his skin was mesmerizing. I knelt down, getting closer to the hole to have a better look.

He stripped out of his baggy shorts and underwear. I’d always thought he was attractive, and I was silently kicking myself for not making a move sooner. He was packing, and I felt my pussy throb with want.

He laid out on the bed and pulled out his phone, scrolling through videos until he found something he liked; idly fondling himself before getting comfortable and focused fully on the screen.

I reached down to play with my clit, timing my movements with his hand. With my free hand I fumbled for my favorite dildo. It paled in comparison to the glorious cock on the other side of the wall, but it’d have to do.

Continuing to watch him through the hole, I slid my panties off and teased myself with my dildo until my neighbor’s hips started to rock in time with his hand. I struggled to keep quiet as I imagined my neighbor’s cock thrusting into me instead of my dildo.

Watching his breathing get heavier and his hand move faster, I did my best to match his pace.

I changed my angle slightly, moaning loudly by accident. I looked to see if he heard me, and we locked eyes. He definitely heard me. His gaze never left mine as his pace picked up. I kept eye contact as I rode my dildo harder and faster.

I knew we’d have to address the hole in the wall, but that would have to wait until we were done with this first.

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449