Ailton, the horny neighbor boy, finds himself alone in the house of the woman he's been lusting after. Her scent lingers in the air, driving him wild. He can't help but touch himself, his cock throbbing in his hand. He imagines her curves, her laughter, her touch. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged. He pictures her watching him, enjoying the show, and that pushes him over the edge. He groans, his body tensing as he releases, painting her bedroom floor with his forbidden desire.