In the heart of India, amidst the lush greenery and vibrant culture, lived a woman named Priya. She was a stunning beauty, with thick, black hair that cascaded down her back, and a body that was both curvaceous and strong. Her skin was the color of cinnamon, and her eyes sparkled with a fierce intelligence.
Priya was a devadasi, a temple dancer, and she spent her days in service to the goddess. She was well-versed in the arts of dance and music, and she used her talents to bring joy and pleasure to the people who came to worship.
One day, a handsome stranger named Ravi came to the temple. He was a merchant from a nearby town, and he had heard of Priya’s beauty and grace. He was immediately captivated by her, and he begged her to spend some time with him.
Priya was intrigued by Ravi, and she agreed to spend the afternoon with him. They walked through the gardens, hand in hand, and talked about their lives and dreams. Priya was surprised to find herself drawn to Ravi, and she felt a stirring in her loins as they walked.
As the afternoon wore on, Priya and Ravi found themselves alone in the temple. They looked into each other’s eyes, and they knew that they wanted to be together.
Priya began to undress, revealing her full, round breasts and her shaven mound. Ravi’s eyes widened as he took in her beauty, and he felt his cock stir in his loincloth.
Priya took Ravi’s hand and led him to the altar. They lay down on the soft, velvet cushions, and they began to explore each other’s bodies.
Priya started by kissing Ravi’s lips, her tongue darting out to taste him. She then moved down to his neck, nibbling and licking him as he moaned with pleasure.
Ravi’s hands were all over Priya’s body, caressing and squeezing her breasts, and pinching her nipples. She arched her back and moaned as he touched her, her pussy growing wetter with every stroke.
Ravi then moved down to Priya’s pussy, licking and sucking on her clit. She moaned and writhed as he ate her out, her orgasm building with every stroke of his tongue.
Priya then turned over and got on all fours, presenting her ass to Ravi. He eagerly took the invitation, and he began to finger her ass, preparing her for his cock.
Ravi then positioned himself behind Priya, and he slowly entered her ass. She moaned and pushed back against him, taking him deeper and deeper.
They began to fuck, hard and fast. Ravi grabbed Priya’s hips and pulled her back onto his cock, again and again. She moaned and screamed, her orgasm building with every stroke.
Ravi then pulled out of Priya’s ass and came all over her back. She moaned and writhed as he came, her own orgasm washing over her.
Priya and Ravi lay together on the altar, spent and satisfied. They had come together in a sacred union, and they knew that they would never forget this moment.
As they lay there, the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden light over their bodies. They knew that they would have to leave the temple soon, but for now, they were content to be in each other’s arms.
The end.
