The sun sets behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the small log cabin nestled in the valley below. A woman, her skin a rich shade of brown and her hair a cascade of dark curls, stands on the porch, her back to the door. She is completely naked, her curves illuminated by the fading light. Her heart races as she hears the crunch of gravel, signaling the arrival of her lover.
He is an Indian man, his features sharp and handsome, his eyes filled with desire. He takes in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on her round ass, before stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her. His lips find her neck, his tongue tracing a path to her earlobe, where he nibbles gently. She shivers, her breath hitching as his hands roam her body.
Their kiss is fierce, their tongues battling for dominance. His hands cup her breasts, his thumbs flicking at her nipples, already hard with desire. She moans into his mouth, her hips grinding against him. His cock, already rock hard, presses into her ass, making her gasp.
He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, over her shoulder, and down her spine. His tongue dips into the small of her back, making her squirm. His hands grip her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. She arches her back, pushing her ass into his hands, silently begging for more.
He obliges, his tongue tracing the curve of her ass, before delving between her cheeks. She gasps as his tongue finds her hole, circling it before plunging inside. She cries out, her hands gripping the railing of the porch. He fucks her with his tongue, his fingers teasing her pussy.
She’s dripping wet, her juices running down her thighs. He stands, his cock pressing against her ass. She reaches behind her, guiding him to her entrance. He slides in easily, her pussy stretched around his girth. She moans, her head falling back onto his shoulder.
He fucks her slow and deep, his hips moving in a slow rhythm. She meets him thrust for thrust, her moans growing louder. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoes through the valley, mingling with their moans.
He reaches around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubs circles around it, his touch light and teasing. She cries out, her pussy clenching around his cock. He increases the pressure, his fingers moving faster. She’s close, her orgasm building deep within her.
With a final thrust, he sends her over the edge. She screams, her pussy pulsing around his cock. He follows her, his cock twitching as he fills her with his cum. They stand there, panting and spent, their bodies still connected.
As the sun dips below the horizon, they remain on the porch, their bodies entwined. The mountains watch over them, silent witnesses to their passion. And in the silence of the night, they find solace in each other’s arms, their hearts beating in a perfect rhythm.
