Giselle and Isaac

Isaac is in the small bathtub, naked and sits in a fetal position. Giselle gaze was on his body, quickly noticed how well-built his muscles are for such a young age. She looks at his neck, then down to his biceps chest, and nipples. Her gaze turns lower to his abs and then downward. From her position, his right thigh had slightly covered up between his legs.

It’s not a lustful gaze, more of like a natural and curious look. Giselle didn’t put much thought on it. Her hands reach down to hold on the waist of her cotton nightgown and lift it up, carefully not to let her long brown-hair get in the way. As she lifted the gown up enough that it covered her face, she revealed her breasts are perfectly round, and pinky tits already hardened. She has a smooth curve and toned body, and her pussy is trimmed with a nice color on the lips.

As Giselle finally took it off, she held the gown up in her left hand and put it down the table near the bathtub. She slowly walks toward the tub, ready to join the bath with Isaac, but stops. Giselle notices that Isaac was looking away from her, his cheeks flushed.

“Why are you turning away?” Giselle's own face also burned knowing that, but she joined him regardless. She put her leg in, one after another. Her movement is gentle enough not to sway the water surface but a quiet ‘slash’.

“Now you’re feeling shy?” Giselle sat like Isaac in a fetal position at the opposite end of the bathtub. “You’re making me embarrassed.”

“Well… just wanted to wash up after rolling around in the dirt.” Giselle says, looking sideways. Her right elbow planted on the edge of the bathtub, creating a stand that allowed her chin to rest in her palm. “I don’t mean anything by this, either.” She continues, “Besides, you ruined my nightclothes.”

Giselle looks back at him with a cold expression. His flushed face seems to have intrigued her. “He looks way more apologetic than he needs to.” She thought, “They’re just nightclothes.”

Giselle's gaze turned downward in silence, now paying more attention to him, thinking. ‘A beautiful body’ She’s taking a whole view of his torso, then moving upward to his lips, ‘a gorgeous face,’ then finally stops at his flushed face, ‘and an adorable expression… That makes me want to tease him…’

Giselle's expressions seem more relaxed, then she rises up on her feet. She turned around, sitting down and resting her back on his chest ‘Mmm…’

“I’m madam Giselle.” Giselle turns her face around at him. “Your name…” She opens a big smile, “It’s Isaac, right?” She held his chin with her fingers, “I thought it suits you well.”

Giselle's face turns expressionless again as she looks down into the water. ‘What I felt up against my back…’ she thought, ‘Seemed to grow even harder.’

Giselle sways her body slightly. Her one hand reached into the water. ‘If I touched it…’ She thought, hand hovering over his hardened dick, ‘I wonder what kind of face he would make.’

Then, Giselle finally turned around on her knees to face him. Her right hand gently rubbed his staff, making his body shivered enough that caused some water to pour out of the bathtub. Her thumb and index fingers are pressing on his sensitive head. She’s not looking at it, but completely fixed on his face.

‘Oh my god…’ Giselle thought, her smiles widened like that of a child, ‘How adorable..! I’m really enjoying this.’

Then, Giselle stops. Her hands rise up to hold on his cheeks, holding his gaze down on her body. “What are you looking at?” She says with a smile, knowing he has a good view of her wet body.

Then, her smiles faded as Isaac doesn't seems to make his move despite showing him hint. 'he's clearly turned on. Why do he still hold back on me?' she thought, worrily looked at him in the eyes “Do you really not know…” Her tones sound concerned, “What do you want to do?”