I peeled off my cute black-and-white striped cotton bra, and fooling around when THUD THUD Mr. Next-Door decided my moans were louder than his TV. Panties? Gone. Bra? Still on (easy access, duh). Dildo? Already slick. Every time he knocked I froze, cheeks flushed, pussy dripping then restarted like the greedy little brat I am. Mid-ride I even flipped him off through the wall while grinding harder. Had to relocate mid-scene (room-hop cut included) so I could finish properly legs trembling, cum pulsing around my toy while he kept banging away unaware he’d just soundtracked my orgasm. Think you could stay quiet if I rode you with a nosy neighbour on the other side of drywall? Or would you bang louder just to make me squeeze tighter?
