The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sprawling mountains. High up in the peaks, a brunette woman lay on a plush blanket, her voluptuous figure bathed in the soft light. Her name was Priya, an Indian beauty with a body that could make any man’s heart race. She had a stunning face with delicate features, big, dark eyes, and a seductive smile. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, framing her creamy skin. Her body was a work of art – full breasts, a tiny waist, and wide hips that led to her most prominent feature – her big, round ass.
Priya’s lover, a ruggedly handsome Indian man named Ravi, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He approached her slowly, his eyes locked on her perfect form. He was entranced, captivated by her beauty, and he knew that he had to have her.
Ravi lay down behind Priya, his hard cock pressing against her ass. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, and whispered in her ear, “You are so beautiful, Priya.”
She giggled, turning to face him. “You always know just what to say, Ravi.”
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm. Ravi’s hands roamed over Priya’s body, caressing her breasts, teasing her nipples, and sliding down to her wet pussy.
Priya moaned as Ravi slipped a finger inside of her, her walls clenching around him. He knew just how to touch her, how to make her body sing with pleasure. He added a second finger, fucking her slowly as she ground her ass against his cock.
“Ravi, I want you inside of me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself behind her, his cock pressed against her slick entrance. He slid inside of her, inch by inch, until he was fully seated.
Priya gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. “Yes, Ravi, just like that.”
He began to thrust, his hips slapping against her ass with each movement. Priya moaned, her cries echoing through the mountains. She reached back, grabbing Ravi’s thigh, urging him to go deeper.
He obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Priya’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shaking with each orgasm.
Ravi’s own release was building, his balls tightening as he neared the edge. He reached around, rubbing Priya’s clit, sending her over the edge once again.
With a final thrust, Ravi came, filling Priya with his hot seed. They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies tangled together in a post-coital embrace.
The sun had set completely now, leaving the mountains in darkness. But the memories of their lovemaking, their whispers in the mountains, would stay with them forever.
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The end.
