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The sun dipped below the horizon as she stepped out of her car, long black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her athletic frame was accentuated by the tight jeans clinging to her curves – medium sized breasts jutting out proudly beneath a loose blouse. Inside the rocky cabin nestled amidst the trees, modern conveniences met rustic charm. She entered the bedroom, the scent of pine mingling with the musk of fresh linens. As twilight deepened outside, he joined her, his tattoos peeking from under the sleeves of his shirt. He pulled her close, their bodies melding together in the dim light. His hands roamed over her curves, tracing the contours of her body with reverence. With a low growl, he lowered himself onto the bed, pulling her atop him. Their eyes locked, desire burning bright between them. She straddled him, her nipples hardening against his chest. He cupped her face, kissing her deeply before trailing his lips along her jawline, down her neck, teasing her sensitive earlobe. They both knew what came next; the anticipation building with each passing moment. He guided her hips towards his erection, positioning himself at the entrance of her vagina. But instead of plunging inside, he held still, gazing into her eyes. "Let's take our time," he whispered, his voice husky with need. And so they did, exploring every inch of one another, reveling in the sensation of skin on skin. Finally, when they could no longer deny themselves, he thrust upwards, filling her completely. She gasped, arching her back as he began to move rhythmically within her. In this moment, surrounded by the quiet serenity of the forest, they surrendered to the primal urge coursing through their veins. Each thrust brought them closer to release, until finally, they reached the pinnacle of pleasure, collapsing breathlessly onto the mattress, spent and satiated. The last rays of sunlight filtered through the window, casting golden hues across the room as they lay entwined, basking in the afterglow.

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