The hormonal teen's eyes are glued to the busty neighbor's every move as she tenders her plants in the garden. Her low-cut top leaves little to the imagination, and he can't help but imagine those luscious mounds in his hands. As if sensing his desire, she turns towards him, a mischievous glint in her eye. She beckons him closer, and he eagerly obliges, his heart pounding in his chest. She leans in, whispering, "I've seen you watching me," before guiding his hand to her chest, allowing him to squeeze and grope her generous assets.