FTHT-239 — "Hey...can I see your dick through this hole?" I remember a summer day when I was standing behind the hole in the wall with the lady next door.

One day, there was a hole in the wall that separated the room I lived in from the next room... - While listening to the sounds of daily life coming through the thin walls of my run-down apartment, I began to communicate with the woman living next door. - Then, I stood back to the lady in the next room through the hole in the wall.