When she hugged him in that embrace, she wouldn't expect him to lift her up and joyfully spin around, sharing his joy for the finding with her. Sharing a puzzled gaze at him when he begun to lift her up with seemingly lack of efforts, shen held even tighter to his muscled body in the surprising spin he made with that young woman in his arms <<WOohoo!>> yelped her in that momentum with a wide and happy smile spread on her lips. When Aerin stopped his expression of joy, she was still in his arms, held in front of him...facing him and his eyes...and with her feets dangling free and away from the ground, and for the first time in her life, despite being more shapely than many womens, she felt like a little doll moved and spinned around without efforts, so tiny against that kind giant. "...oh boia..." thought her in almost absent mind, with the splashing sound of water all around her while that muscled and bearded man held her like a baby in his arms, totally voiding any thought of the girl when his lips kissed her forehead.<br/><br/>Blushing, Giulia felt his arms giving way and allowing her again to touch the ground with her sore feets, but still, he wouldn't let her go. Sharing one last moment of closeness, she closed her brown eyes, enjoying the safety and calm that that man radiated, wondering if that was the right reaction from her... the right reaction from him... wondering if that would have been a reaction humans instinctively makes with their similars upon discovering the source of their survival... or was something just between her and him? When the fog of surprise and closeness to his naked body begun to let her mind to think again, such thoughts replaced them, making her wonder if she acted weird, in a certain way...<br/><br/>Soon, Giulia felt his body shifting and moving her head away from his chest, she felt his hand taking hold of her lef hand before he started taking slow, almost elegant steps toward the lake. Gosh, it felt so natural for her to follow that man toward the fresh fog of nebulized fresh and sweet water, feeling, step by step, the hard ground giving way to fresher and softer mud, feeling her aching and pained feets to pulse in relief and freshness, until they both had they feets and ankles into that heavenly lake.<br/><br/>Letting go of her hands, she felt almost alone, even if he was just by her side, and, when he knelt into the water, she couldn't but stare in awe at his manhood dangling from his crouched form over the transparent water. Biting her lips in a moment of pure admiration, a cuckatoo yelled on the trees above her, and, hearing that as nature's scholding for her behaviour, she adjusted her glasses and looked around. Until she heard the water's movement on her side and she saw his smile and his motions. "Pollici in su. Ok. Acqua. Pancia. Buono." translated her in her mind while, sharing his smile, she felt her dry throat and, crouching over the water, she cupped her hands and took a drink too.<br/><br/>With a slurp, she drank the water. So almost unnaturally fresh... so clean... so pure...  she soon took another cupful of water and moved it to her thirsty lips. And another soon followed. In her thirst, she moved her cupping hands into the abundant fresh water, passing those fresh drops over her face, cleaning away the sweaty layer cumulated by her run and permanence in that forest; still, doing so, water splashed in every direction and streams and trickles of that fresh gift of mother's nature trailed from her mouth and face down to her neck and her chest, slightly soaking the solid-white cloth of the tank top that, despite revealing enough<i>sideboob</i>, greedily accepted that water too, beginning to assume a lightly transparent and see-trough appearance in a few spots...