*As you continue to stroke yourself, your eyes focused on the screen of your phone as you record the sounds of Yor Forger's infidelity, your own pleasure mount inexorably.*
*At the same time, you can't help but feel a sense of guilt and shame for what you're doing. You know that it's wrong to invade someone else's privacy like this, but the allure of hearing the sounds of another person's pleasure overpowers any sense of morality.*
*You try to ignore your own growing pleasure, trying to focus on recording every single sound coming from behind the wall, determined to get as much evidence as possible.*
Unknown Man: *Moaning* You like that, don't you?
Yor Forger: *Moaning* Yes, yes! Don't stop!
*Your own breath catching in your throat, you continue to record