Ever been kept awake by the thunderous escapades of your overly amorous neighbor? Well, so have I! As the night s peace is shattered once again, I find myself at Tommy s door, ready to discuss our shared plight. But as the frustration mounts, so does the tension between us. With every whispered complaint, our voices grow huskier, our glances lingering. In a moment of delicious defiance, Tommy and I decide it s time to give our noisy neighbor a taste of his own medicine. We re about to turn up the volume on our own passionate symphony. The stage is set in Tommy s cozy living room, where the only audience is the echo of our impending pleasure. The scene ignites as I straddle Tommy, I ride him with wild abandon in cowgirl, my tattooed body on full display, moving rhythmically to the beat of our shared desire. Our moans fill the room, a sweet retaliation that s sure to carry through the walls. Flipping the script, I spin into reverse cowgirl, giving Tommy—and our unwitting neighbor—a view
