In the heart of the majestic mountains, an Indian brunette woman named Preeti stood, her bare skin glowing in the soft moonlight. She was a sight to behold, her curvaceous figure accentuated by the gentle slope of the mountainous terrain behind her. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, reaching the curve of her hips. Her most striking feature, however, was her plump, round ass, so perfectly shaped that it seemed almost unreal.
Preeti was a woman who commanded attention, and she knew it. She had a confidence that radiated from her very core, drawing the eye and sparking the imagination of anyone who laid eyes on her. And tonight, she was in the mood to indulge in a little pleasure, to revel in the feeling of her own body and the sensations it could create.
She began to sway gently, her hips rolling in time with the beat of her own heart. Her ass moved with her, jiggling and bouncing in the most enticing way. She closed her eyes, imagining the hands of a lover on her skin, the heat of their touch setting her body alight.
It wasn’t long before she heard the sound of footsteps behind her, the crunch of gravel beneath heavy boots. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was; she had been expecting him. A small smile played at the corners of her lips as she felt his presence behind her, his body close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from him.
“You came,” she whispered, her voice soft and sultry.
“I couldn’t resist,” he replied, his voice deep and rough.
His hands found her hips, pulling her back against him. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against her ass, and she couldn’t help but moan at the sensation.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
“Then take me,” she challenged, her eyes still closed. “Fuck me, right here, right now.”
His hands moved to her ass, gripping the soft flesh firmly. She could feel his fingers digging into her skin, and she knew there would be bruises tomorrow. But she didn’t care; she wanted it, needed it.
He spread her cheeks apart, exposing her most intimate parts to the cool mountain air. She gasped as she felt his tongue trace a line from her puckered asshole to her wet, aching pussy.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, her legs trembling.
He continued to lick and probe, his tongue exploring every inch of her. She could feel herself growing wetter, her pussy throbbing with need.
“Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “I need you inside me.”
