In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Bhavna. She was a local beauty, known for her long, dark hair and her full, round hips. Her skin was a deep, rich brown, like the earth itself. She was not just a woman, but a force of nature, with a laugh that echoed through the mountains and a spirit that could not be tamed.
One day, a stranger came to the village. His name was Ravi, a traveler from a distant land. He was tall and lean, with piercing green eyes and a gentle smile. He was drawn to Bhavna, her beauty and her spirit, and he found himself spending more and more time with her.
One evening, they found themselves alone in the mountains. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the landscape. Bhavna was standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out over the valley below. Ravi approached her, his heart pounding in his chest.
He reached out, gently touching her shoulder. Bhavna turned around, her eyes meeting his. They stood there for a moment, lost in each other’s gaze. Ravi leaned in, pressing his lips against hers. Bhavana responded, her arms wrapping around his neck.
They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Ravi’s hands wandered down Bhavna’s body, cupping her full, round ass. Bhavna moaned, pressing herself against him. She could feel his hardness, pressing against her.
Ravi broke the kiss, trailing his lips down Bhavna’s neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, making her moan. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. Bhavna arched her back, pressing herself into his touch.
Ravi’s hand wandered down Bhavna’s body, finding its way to her wet, pulsing core. He stroked her, making her moan. Bhavna was dripping wet, ready for him. Ravi removed his clothes, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.
Bhavna bent over, presenting herself to him. Ravi didn’t hesitate, he entered her from behind. Bhavna moaned, her nails digging into the earth. Ravi began to thrust, hard and deep. Bhavna met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
They switched positions, with Bhavna on top. She rode him, her breasts bouncing in his face. Ravi reached up, pinching her nipples. Bhavna moaned, grinding her hips against his.
They came together, their bodies shaking with pleasure. Ravi pulled out, cum dripping from Bhavna’s pussy. They collapsed onto the ground, their bodies entwined.
The sun had set, the stars were out. They lay there, in silence, listening to the sound of their own breathing. They didn’t need words, they had each other. And in that moment, they were enough.
As the moon rose high in the sky, they got dressed and walked back to the village, their hands intertwined. They knew that their time together was limited, but they also knew that they would never forget each other. They had found something special in the mountains, something that they would carry with them for the rest of their lives.
