The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the valley below in a warm, golden glow. High above, on a secluded plateau, a woman stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, her bronzed skin glowing in the fading light. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, framing her ample ass – a perfect canvas for the setting sun.
She was an Indian woman, a true child of nature, who had spent her life exploring the vast wilderness around her. Her body was toned and firm from years of trekking through the dense forests and climbing the steep mountain trails. Her ass, in particular, was full and firm, a testament to her active lifestyle.
She heard a rustling in the bushes behind her and turned to see a man emerging from the undergrowth. He was tall and muscular, with a thick beard and piercing blue eyes. He, too, was naked, his body lean and powerful from years of living off the land.
“Who are you?” she demanded, her hand instinctively moving to cover her breasts.
“I am but a humble traveler, passing through this beautiful land,” he said, his voice deep and soothing. “I saw you from afar and could not resist coming closer.”
She eyed him suspiciously, but there was something about him that made her feel safe. She lowered her hand, allowing him to take in her full beauty.
“You are a vision,” he said, his eyes locked on her curves.
She smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her body. She had not had human contact in many months, and the thought of a man’s touch was intoxicating.
He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her body. When he was close enough, he reached out and gently touched her shoulder, his fingers tracing a line down her arm.
She shivered, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She turned to face him, their eyes meeting. He leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a soft, lingering kiss.
Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples. She moaned, her hands reaching down to grip his ass, pulling him closer.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. She gasped, her head falling back, exposing her throat to him. He licked and sucked at her skin, leaving a trail of wetness in his wake.
His hands moved down her body, cupping her ass, squeezing and kneading her flesh. She moaned, her hips grinding against him, feeling his hard cock pressing against her belly.
He knelt before her, his hands spreading her ass cheeks apart. She gasped as his tongue darted out, licking a line from her asshole to her pussy. She was already wet, her juices flowing freely down her thighs.
He lapped at her pussy, his tongue teasing her clit, making her moan and gasp. She reached down, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
He slid a finger into her pussy, his thumb pressing against her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking against him. He added a second finger, fucking her with his hand, his tongue still working her clit.
She was close, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel her muscles tightening around his fingers, her body tensing.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her body shaking as she came, her juices flowing over his hand.
He stood, his cock hard and ready. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.
He didn’t need to be asked twice. He stepped closer, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
“Yes,” she moaned, her hands reaching down to guide him inside her.
He thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in her pussy. She cried out, her head falling back, her body trembling with pleasure.
He began to fuck her, his hips pistoning “`python
