In the heart of the Indian mountains, a brunette woman named Priya was taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, her curves on full display, but she didn’t have a care in the world. Her heart-shaped ass was the center of attention, round and firm, a testament to her dedication to fitness.
As she stood there, taking in the beauty of her surroundings, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She turned around, expecting to see a deer or a rabbit, but instead, she saw a handsome stranger. He was tall, with chiseled abs and a devilish grin.
Before she could say a word, he was on her, his lips on hers, his hands exploring her body. She moaned with pleasure, feeling his cock grow hard against her thigh. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling and licking, making her shiver with anticipation.
He reached around, cupping her ass, squeezing it, before moving his hand down between her legs. She was wet, her pussy throbbing with need. He slipped a finger inside her, making her moan louder.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, his finger moving in and out of her, making her legs tremble. “I have to have you.”
“Yes,” she gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. “Fuck me.”
He didn’t need any more encouragement. He spun her around, pushing her against a tree, her ass in the air. He dropped to his knees, his tongue finding her pussy, licking and sucking, making her moan even louder.
“Oh god, yes,” she cried, her hands gripping the tree, her legs shaking.
