As the title suggested, the Italian boy loved to be watched. He wore a see-through white shirt which clung to his muscular body as he began to stroke his huge cock, his dark eyes gazing directly into the camera. He moaned loudly, his hands moving expertly up and down his shaft, building anticipation for what was to come.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The boy cursed under his breath as he quickly zipped up his pants and opened the door, pretending to be startled by the unexpected visitor. It was his neighbor, a gorgeous brunette he had been dreaming about. As she stood before him, her plump lips parted in surprise, he could see the outline of her body through her dress.
He invited her in, feeling the heat of his arousal returning. She hesitated but eventually stepped inside, her eyes fixing on the bulge in his pants.
