The teen's heart races as he spies Gricelda through the window, her lithe form accentuated by the tight clothes she wears. His mind fills with illicit images as he pictures her hands on his body, her mouth exploring his skin. Retreating to his room, he gives in to the urge, his hand wrapping around his hard cock. He pumps furiously, the fantasy of Gricelda's touch driving him on. His body tenses as he reaches the peak of his desire, a groan escaping him as he finds release, his essence coating his hand, a testament to his forbidden longing.