Whispers in the Mountain Air

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the mountains. The air was crisp and cool, a welcome respite from the heat of the day. Nestled among the trees was a small cabin, and inside, the room was illuminated by the soft glow of candles.

A woman stood at the window, her dark hair cascading down her back in soft waves. She was nude, her curves on full display. Her ass was round and full, the perfect canvas for the hands that would soon explore every inch of it.

She was lost in thought, her mind wandering to the man that would soon join her. He was an Indian babe, with dark skin and piercing eyes. His body was toned and muscular, with a cock that was long and thick.

She felt a stirring in her pussy, her juices already beginning to flow. She knew that once he was inside her, she would be lost in a sea of pleasure.

The door opened, and he entered the room. His eyes took in the sight of her, his cock growing harder with every passing second. He approached her, his hands reaching out to touch her soft skin.

She turned to face him, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, fueling the fire that was burning between them.

His hands explored her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned, her back arching as he continued to touch her.

He moved down her body, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He reached her ass, his tongue darting out to taste her. She gasped, her hips bucking as he licked and nibbled at her cheeks.

He spread her ass, his tongue delving into her tight hole. She cried out, her hands reaching back to grab his head as he tongue-fucked her.

He stood up, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes pleading with him to take her.

He entered her slowly, his cock filling her up. She moaned, her head falling back as he began to thrust.

Their bodies moved together, their moans and grunts filling the room. The sound of their skin slapping together was like music to their ears.

He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, her pleasure building with every pass.

She felt the familiar stirrings of an orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock. She cried out, her body shaking as she came.

He continued to thrust, chasing his own release. He grunted, his cock swelling as he filled her pussy with his cum.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent. They lay there, their hearts beating in time with each other.

The night was still young, and they knew that there would be many more moments like this. But for now, they were content to lay in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined in a lover’s embrace.

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