First thing's first.

"Let's get that dress off you first, sweet heart. I want to see if the carpet matches the curtains," you say with a devilish twinkle in your eye. Giselle stands up, her hands still on your aching rod and pushes you back a step. She releases your meat with one hand and deftly unties her dress sash in the back, just above that perfect ass, and the whole garment becomes loose. She hitches the skirt up to the middle of her thighs, pulling it slowly up her body and gathering the loose material in her clenched hands. Her eyes are looked on yours as her fingers extend, the material still held tight as her long, creamy, slender digits slide up her thighs.

"I hope you like what you see," she purrs. Your eyes break from hers and you watch the gap between her thighs narrow until it is just three fingers wide. Moving at a teasingly slow pace, her pink muff peeks out from under the gathered hem of her skirt. It's different than you figured it would look; the thin ribbon of pink lips swallowed by a thick covering of crimson fur that is the same color as her hair and eyebrows. What throws you is the lack of definition on those wet lips and the solid carpet of fur; the last red head you had kept a well trimmed thin, wispy bush. This one was mouthwatering none-the-less, and either all animated babes had the perfect amount of fur around their pussies or Giselle took good care of her snatch. Your dick twitches in front of you and a thick pearl of pre-cum forms at your tip. Giselle just licks her lips and you see her pussy start to glisten with her juice.

"I LOVE what I see, honey," you say. Giselle blushes a little, but it doesn't stop her from lifting her dress up her taut midriff, teasing the growing bulge of fabric up over her pink nipples, and finally shaking her hair out of the ball of fabric before throwing it into a corner of her house.

"I don't think we'll be needing that for a while," she said in a sultry tone. She slid back up on the table and spread her thighs wide, her pink core opening up. It was perfect in its simplicity; soft inner lips, a well defined bud, and an open, waiting, wet hole. Right below that, her little pink back door wrinkled and flexed, obviously used to the kind of **** that starts going through your mind as you wonder if either of her holes can take all of your cartoonish, huge cock.

"I think you're right," you say and step forward, still admiring the artistic perfection of her well manicured pubes. Your eyes drink in her body quickly, absorbing the rounded flow of her hips, the thin shading and outline of her abs, the gentle curve of her ribs, and the impressive swell of her breasts capped by puffy pink nipples. You feel your mouth go dry as you take another step, the tip of your cock settling against her clit. You can feel her pulse pounding in her sex, the vibrations making you shiver slightly at the touch of her hot flesh to yours. You can feel her wetness gathering where your skin contacts, and you know she feels the hot pre-cum as it slowly flows from your erection.