In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Preeti. She was a mountain guide, known for her fiery spirit and her striking features. Preeti was a brunette, her hair cascading down her shoulders in wild waves. Her skin was a warm, sun-kissed brown, and her body was a testament to the harsh beauty of the mountains. Her buttocks were full and firm, a sight to behold.
One day, Preeti was guiding a group of tourists when she met him, a handsome stranger named Ravi. He was a photographer, captivated by the raw beauty of the mountains. Preeti and Ravi found themselves drawn to each other, their attraction as strong as the mountains that surrounded them.
After the tour, Preeti invited Ravi to her home, a small cabin nestled in the heart of the mountains. They sat by the fire, their bodies close, the heat between them rivaling the fire. Preeti looked at Ravi, her eyes filled with desire. She leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss.
Their clothes came off, layer by layer, until they were both naked. Preeti’s body was even more beautiful up close. Ravi couldn’t help but stare at her full, round ass. He reached out, his hands caressing her soft skin. Preeti moaned, her body responding to his touch.
Ravi knelt behind Preeti, his hands exploring her body. He kissed her neck, his lips tracing a path down her spine. Preeti arched her back, her ass pushing against Ravi’s growing erection. Ravi took the hint, his fingers finding Preeti’s wetness. He teased her, his fingers circling her clit. Preeti moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ravi couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself behind Preeti, his cock poised at her entrance. He pushed in, slowly at first, then harder. Preeti gasped, her body adjusting to the intrusion. Ravi started moving, his thrusts matching the rhythm of Preeti’s moans.
The cabin was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking. The slap of skin against skin, Preeti’s moans, Ravi’s grunts. They switched positions, Preeti on top, riding Ravi. She ground against him, her ass bouncing in his face. Ravi reached up, his hands squeezing Preeti’s breasts. Preeti leaned back, her hands on Ravi’s legs for support. Ravi took the opportunity to lick Preeti’s ass, his tongue tracing a path up to her back.
They switched again, this time Ravi on top. He entered Preeti from behind, his thrusts harder, faster. Preeti moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure. Ravi could feel Preeti’s orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his cock. He thrust deeper, harder. Preeti cried out, her orgasm washing over her. Ravi followed, his own orgasm taking him by surprise. He collapsed on Preeti, their bodies spent.
They lay there, their bodies intertwined, their hearts beating as one. The fire in the cabin had died down, but the heat between them was still burning. They fell asleep, their bodies entwined, the sounds of the mountains their lullaby.
