In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village lay nestled among the towering peaks. Among its residents was a brunette woman named Priya, known for her voluptuous figure and generous behind.
Priya had always been drawn to the mountains, finding solace in their quiet strength. She spent her days tending to her small garden and exploring the surrounding wilderness. On this particular day, she had ventured higher up the mountain than usual, seeking inspiration for her latest painting.
As she reached a secluded clearing, she felt a sudden presence behind her. She turned to find a handsome stranger, his dark eyes filled with intrigue. He introduced himself as Ravi, a fellow artist seeking inspiration in the mountains.
Despite their initial hesitation, the two artists quickly found themselves drawn to each other. They spent the afternoon exploring the mountain trails together, their conversations flowing as easily as the cool mountain air.
As the sun began to set, Priya and Ravi found themselves in a secluded clearing, the mountains towering above them. They shared a quiet moment, admiring the beauty of their surroundings.
Before she knew what was happening, Ravi was standing behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist. She leaned back into him, feeling his hard length pressed against her generous curves.
He began to kiss her neck, his lips trailing down to her earlobe. She moaned softly, her body trembling with desire. His hands began to wander, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her shirt.
Without a word, Priya turned to face him, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting the sweetness of the mountain air on each other’s lips.
Ravi’s hands continued to explore her body, sliding down to her ass and giving it a firm squeeze. She gasped at the contact, her body aching for more.
He broke their kiss, his lips trailing down to her collarbone. He licked and nibbled at her skin, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.
Priya’s hands began to wander as well, sliding down to Ravi’s pants and rubbing his hard length through the fabric. He moaned at her touch, his hips thrusting forward in search of more.
She undid his pants, freeing his cock and taking it in her hand. She stroked him slowly, her fingers tracing the length of his shaft.
