In the heart of the majestic mountains, there lived a woman named Anjali. She was an Indian brunette, with a stunning physique and a big, round ass that was the envy of all who saw it. She was known for her love of nudity and her free spirit, often exploring the mountains in her natural state.
One day, while hiking through the mountains, Anjali came across a handsome stranger. He was a rugged mountain man, with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. She felt an immediate attraction to him and decided to approach him.
After exchanging pleasantries, Anjali and the stranger, whose name was Jack, decided to set up camp for the night. As they sat by the fire, Anjali couldn’t help but stare at Jack’s muscular physique. She felt her heart racing as she imagined what it would be like to be with him.
Jack, noticing Anjali’s gaze, leaned in and kissed her. She responded eagerly, her tongue meeting his in a passionate dance. He ran his hands down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer.
Anjali let out a soft moan as Jack’s fingers traced the outline of her pussy. She was already wet, her juices flowing freely. Jack, not wanting to waste any time, slid a finger inside of her, causing her to gasp.
As Jack continued to finger Anjali, she reached down and began to stroke his cock. It was hard and thick, and she couldn’t wait to feel it inside of her.
