In the remote village of Kaimu, there lived a woman named Hipolita. She was a striking figure, with wide, childbearing hips that swayed as she walked. Her beauty was legendary, and men would travel from far and wide to catch a glimpse of her.
One day, a stranger named Alaric arrived in the village. He was a tall, muscular man with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He had heard tales of Hipolita’s beauty and was determined to have her for himself.
Alaric approached Hipolita as she was gathering firewood near the edge of the village. “Hello, my fair maiden,” he said, taking off his hat. “I am Alaric, a traveler from a distant land. I have heard of your beauty and I cannot resist coming to see you for myself.”
Hipolita was taken aback by Alaric’s boldness, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him. “I am Hipolita,” she said, looking up at him with doe eyes. “And I must say, I am quite flattered by your compliments.”
Alaric took a step closer to Hipolita, closing the distance between them. He gently took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly. Hipolita gasped at the sensation, her heart racing in her chest.
“Would you like to take a walk with me?” Alaric asked, his voice low and seductive. “There is a cave nearby that I would like to show you.”
Hipolita hesitated for a moment, but the curiosity and excitement won out. “Okay,” she said, nodding her head.
As they walked to the cave, Alaric and Hipolita talked and laughed, getting to know each other better. The sexual tension between them was palpable, and they both knew that they would soon be giving in to their desires.
When they reached the cave, Alaric took Hipolita’s hand and led her inside. It was dark and damp, but the air was thick with desire. Alaric pushed Hipolita up against the wall and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Hipolita moaned softly, her hands running through Alaric’s hair.
Alaric’s hands began to wander, caressing Hipolita’s curves and teasing her nipples through her dress. Hipolita arched her back, pressing her hips against Alaric’s. She could feel his hard cock through his pants, and she longed to feel it inside her.
Alaric slowly lifted Hipolita’s dress, revealing her bare legs and lacy underwear. He knelt down in front of her, his hands on her hips. Hipolita looked down at him, her breath quickening as she realized what he was about to do.
Alaric gently pulled Hipolita’s underwear to the side and began to lick her pussy, his tongue teasing her clit. Hipolita moaned loudly, her hands gripping the wall behind her for support. Alaric’s fingers found their way inside her, fucking her slowly as his tongue continued to work its magic.
Hipolita could feel herself getting close to orgasm, her hips bucking against Alaric’s face. She looked down at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “I want to feel your cock inside me.”
Alaric stood up and pulled off his pants, revealing his hard cock. He took Hipolita’s hand and guided it to his cock, letting her feel its length and girth. Hipolita moaned, her hand gripping his cock tightly.
Alaric lifted Hipolita up and pressed her against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist. He positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly pushed inside her, filling her completely. Hipolita moaned loudly, her head thrown back in pleasure.
Alaric began to fuck Hipolita hard, his hips slapping against hers. Hipolita “`sql
