Hey…is it okay if this is my first time with an older woman? (Summer memories of me and the lady next door standing behind each other across the wall - FTHT-241)

One day, a hole appeared in the wall between my room and the room next door… As I listened to the sounds of daily life coming through the thin walls of the dilapidated apartment, I began to talk to the woman who lived next door. Then, I stood up and, together with the woman in the next room, retreated back through the hole in the wall.