FTHT-241 “Hey… even if it’s the first time with an older woman… is that okay?” The memory of that summer day when I did it standing from behind with the sister in the next room through a hole in the wall

One day, a hole broke into the wall separating my room from the next room…I began to communicate with the woman who lives next to me, listening to the sounds of everyday life that I could hear from the thin walls of my rags apartment.Then I stood back with the lady in the next room through the wall hole.