The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the small log cabin nestled among the trees. Inside, the air was thick with anticipation. Anjali, a stunning Indian woman with long, brunette hair and a big, round ass, was taking a shower. The water cascaded down her naked body, highlighting every curve and contour. She was a sight to behold, and her partner, a rugged mountain man named Jack, couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Anjali stepped out of the shower, her body glistening with water. She wrapped a towel around her chest and walked over to Jack, who was sitting on the bed. He looked up at her with desire in his eyes, and she smiled. She leaned down and kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth. Jack reached up and ran his hands through her hair, pulling her closer.
Their kissing became more intense, and Anjali let out a soft moan as Jack’s hands traveled down her body. He cupped her breasts, kneading them gently, and she arched her back, pressing herself into his touch. Jack’s fingers found her nipples, and he pinched them, causing Anjali to gasp.
Jack moved his hands down Anjali’s body, tracing the curve of her waist and the flare of her hips. He slipped his hand under the towel, and she shivered as his fingers found her wet and ready. He stroked her clit gently, and Anjali moaned, her hips moving in time with his fingers.
Anjali pushed Jack back onto the bed and straddled him. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as she ground her hips against his. Jack reached up and pulled the towel off, letting it fall to the floor. He looked at Anjali’s naked body, taking in every inch of her.
Anjali leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Jack’s chest. She kissed him again, their tongues dancing together. Jack’s hands traveled down Anjali’s back, and he gripped her ass, pulling her closer. Anjali moaned, her hips moving faster.
Jack rolled Anjali over, pinning her beneath him. He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming her body. Anjali wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. Jack reached down and positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock.
Anjali moaned, her hips moving in circles. Jack entered her slowly, letting her adjust to his size. She gasped as he filled her, her nails digging into his back. Jack began to move, his hips thrusting in time with hers.
Anjali’s moans grew louder, filling the cabin. Jack’s thrusts became faster, harder. Anjali wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, and she urged Jack on.
“Harder, Jack. Harder.”
Jack complied, his hips pistoning in and out of Anjali. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her. Jack followed soon after, his body shuddering as he came.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. The mountains outside the cabin watched over them, silent witnesses to their passion. And in that moment, they were the only two people in the world.
