I had my ear to the wall and my dick in my hand. I slid up and down the shaft with increasing speed. The moans coming through the wall were intoxicating and exhilarating. The sounds of the headboard slapping the wall in rhythm guided my hand to match its beat.

I moaned out loud and didn’t care who heard me. I knew the people in the next room wouldn’t care.

The moans turned into screams next door and scrapes on the wall from her fingers could be heard. I closed in on my orgasm, feeling the cream rising to the top. I lost control and unloaded in time with her final scream.

Release, sweet release.