The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in a brilliant array of pinks and oranges. High up in the mountains, the air was thin and crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and wildflowers. A solitary figure moved through the underbrush, her dark hair cascading down her back in loose waves. She was an Indian woman, her curves generous and inviting. Her ass, in particular, was a sight to behold – round and firm, the perfect canvas for the hands of a lover.
She moved with purpose, her destination a small cabin nestled among the trees. Inside, a man waited for her. He was a white man, his body lean and muscular, his hair a tousled mess of blond curls. He watched as she entered, his eyes roving over her body, taking in every inch of her luscious form.
“You’re late,” he said, his voice low and rough.
“I had to make sure we weren’t followed,” she replied, her voice a sultry whisper.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving her. “Take off your clothes.”
She did as she was told, slowly unbuttoning her shirt to reveal the soft curves of her breasts. Her pants followed, pooling at her feet to reveal the full glory of her ass. The man’s breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight of her, his cock already hard and aching in his pants.
She moved towards him, her body swaying hypnotically. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip, the softness of her belly. She leaned into his touch, her lips finding his in a hungry kiss.
Their hands explored each other’s bodies, learning every inch of each other. His fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them until she moaned into his mouth. Her hand found his cock, stroking him through his pants until he was panting with need.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. She gasped, her hands tightening in his hair. He continued his descent, his tongue tracing a path down her chest, his teeth scraping against her nipples. She arched her back, her hips grinding against his.
He knelt before her, his hands spreading her ass cheeks apart. His tongue darted out, tracing a line from her puckered hole to her dripping pussy. She moaned, her hands gripping the back of his head as he licked and sucked at her, his fingers teasing her ass.
She was wet, her juices coating his face as he devoured her. He slipped a finger inside her, curling it up to hit her G-spot. She moaned louder, her hips bucking against his hand. He added a second finger, stretching her open as he continued to lick and suck at her clit.
She was close, her breathing ragged as she neared her climax. He could feel it building, the tension in her body growing with each passing second. And then she came, her juices flowing freely as she screamed his name.
He stood, his cock straining against his pants. She reached down, her fingers deftly undoing his fly. His cock sprang free, hot and heavy in her hand. She stroked him, her fingers slick with pre-cum.
He moaned, his head thrown back as she jacked him off. And then she dropped to her knees, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. He groaned, his hands gripping her hair as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock.
She bobbed her head, her mouth filled with his cock. He could feel the orgasm building, his balls tightening as she sucked him harder. And then he came, his cum filling her mouth as she swallowed every drop.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. She snuggled into his chest, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his skin.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft and sleepy.
“I love you too,” he replied, his hand “`sql
