The brunette woman, whom we’ll call Isabella, had always been drawn to the serene beauty of the Indian mountains. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with excitement as she drove up the winding roads, her big, round ass swaying gently in the passenger seat.
Isabella had arranged to meet a local Indian babe, Aishwarya, for a weekend of exploration and adventure. Aishwarya, with her raven hair and delicate features, greeted Isabella with a warm smile and a hug that lingered just a little longer than necessary.
As they set up camp, Isabella found herself stealing glances at Aishwarya’s toned stomach and perky breasts. She couldn’t help but feel a growing desire for her new companion.
That night, as they sat by the fire, Isabella leaned in close to Aishwarya, their faces just inches apart. She could feel Aishwarya’s breath on her lips as they shared stories and laughter. Isabella’s heart raced as she mustered up the courage to make her move.
She gently brushed a strand of hair from Aishwarya’s face and leaned in, pressing her lips to Aishwarya’s in a soft, lingering kiss. Aishwarya responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to explore Isabella’s mouth.
Their kisses grew more passionate, hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Isabella’s fingers traced the curve of Aishwarya’s breasts, feeling her nipples harden under her touch. Aishwarya moaned softly, her hips grinding against Isabella’s.
Isabella broke their kiss, trailing her lips down Aishwarya’s neck, eliciting a gasp as she nibbled on her earlobe. She made her way down to Aishwarya’s breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth and sucking gently.
Aishwarya arched her back, her breath coming in short gasps as Isabella continued to tease her nipples. Isabella’s hand made its way down Aishwarya’s stomach, slipping under her shorts and finding her wet and ready.
She slipped a finger inside Aishwarya, feeling her walls clench around her. Aishwarya moaned louder, her hips bucking against Isabella’s hand. Isabella added a second finger, curling them to hit Aishwarya’s G-spot.
Aishwarya’s moans turned to cries of pleasure as she came hard, her juices coating Isabella’s fingers. Isabella brought her fingers to her mouth, tasting Aishwarya’s sweetness.
Aishwarya, still panting, pulled Isabella up and pushed her onto her back. She tugged at Isabella’s shorts, pulling them off and revealing her dripping wet pussy.
Aishwarya wasted no time, diving face-first into Isabella’s pussy. She licked and sucked, her tongue exploring every inch of Isabella’s folds. Isabella moaned loudly, her hips grinding against Aishwarya’s face.
Aishwarya slipped a finger inside Isabella, then two, curling them to hit Isabella’s G-spot. Isabella cried out in pleasure, her orgasm building deep inside her.
Aishwarya quickened her pace, her fingers and tongue working in tandem to bring Isabella to the brink. Isabella’s cries turned to screams of pleasure as she came hard, her juices covering Aishwarya’s face.
They lay there, panting and satisfied, their bodies entwined under the stars. The Indian mountains had never seemed so beautiful.
