The sun was setting behind the majestic Indian mountains, casting a warm glow over the picturesque landscape. A young brunette woman, with a large, round ass, stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, her body glistening in the fading light.
A soft rustling sound caught her attention, and she turned around to see a handsome Indian man, emerging from the trees. He was tall and muscular, with dark eyes that burned with desire. He took in the sight of the woman, his gaze lingering on her curves.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I am a wanderer of these mountains,” he replied, stepping closer to her. “And you are a vision of beauty.”
He reached out and traced a finger down her arm, sending shivers down her spine. She looked into his eyes and saw the hunger in them. She knew what he wanted, and she wanted it too.
Without a word, she took his hand and led him deeper into the woods. They found a secluded spot, where the man pushed her against a tree and kissed her passionately. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned, her body responding to his touch.
He knelt down in front of her, his tongue darting out to taste her. She gasped as he licked her clit, his fingers sliding into her wet pussy. She gripped his head, her hips bucking as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
But she wanted more. She pulled him up and pushed him onto his back, straddling him. She guided his cock into her, sinking down onto him with a sigh of pleasure. She rode him hard, her ass bouncing in his face.
He reached up and grabbed her cheeks, spreading them apart. He licked her ass, his tongue probing her tight hole. She moaned, her body shaking as he entered her there.
They changed positions, the man taking control and fucking her from behind. She gripped the tree, her legs spread wide as he pounded into her. She could feel his balls slapping against her, his cock hitting her G-spot. She cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around him.
He pulled out and came on her ass, his hot cum covering her skin. She reached back and spread it over her cheeks, her fingers tracing the lines of her ass.
They stood there, panting and spent, as the sun dipped below the horizon. The Indian mountains watched over them, silent witnesses to their passionate encounter.
And as they dressed and went their separate ways, they knew that they would never forget this moment, this union of bodies and souls in the heart of the Indian wilderness.
