The brunette Indian woman stood at the edge of the mountain, her bare feet sinking into the soft earth. She was completely nude, her curvaceous body on display for the world to see. Her ass was massive, round and firm, the perfect canvas for his desires. He watched her from behind, his cock already hard at the sight of her.
She had always been a woman of nature, preferring the great outdoors to the confines of four walls. And he had always been drawn to her, unable to resist the allure of her wild spirit. They had been dancing around each other for weeks, their attraction growing stronger with each passing day.
But today, something had shifted. Today, they were no longer content to simply dance. They wanted more. They wanted each other.
She turned to face him, her dark eyes filled with desire. She moved towards him, her hips swaying with each step. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, could see the flush on her cheeks. She was ready.
They came together in a fierce kiss, their tongues dancing and exploring. His hands roamed her body, caressing and squeezing her curves. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching towards him.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and over her shoulder. She shivered at his touch, her nipples hardening into tight peaks. He took one in his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair.
He moved lower, kissing and licking her soft belly. She gasped as he reached her hips, her body trembling with anticipation. He knelt before her, spreading her ass cheeks wide. She was wet, her pussy glistening in the sunlight.
He leaned in, inhaling her scent. She moaned as he licked her, his tongue exploring every inch of her. She tasted sweet, like honey and musk. He couldn’t get enough.
He stood, his cock pressing against her ass. She moaned, pushing back against him. He grabbed her hips, guiding his cock to her pussy. She was tight, her walls gripping him as he entered her.
They started to move, their rhythm slow and steady. He grabbed her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock. He thrust deeper, harder.
She moaned, her head thrown back. He could see the pleasure on her face, could hear it in her cries. He reached around, finding her clit. He rubbed circles around it, feeling her body tighten as she reached her peak.
She screamed, her pussy flooding with wetness. He groaned, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. They collapsed, their bodies spent and satisfied.
The mountains watched, their silent peaks echoing the whispers of their love. And in that moment, they were one with nature, their bodies intertwined and their hearts beating as one.
