The air was thin and cool in the mountains, but the passion between Maria and Jorge was thick and hot. They had been hiking for hours, admiring the stunning views and each other’s company. Maria, with her dark hair and olive skin, was a vision of beauty. Jorge, tall and muscular, couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
As they reached a secluded spot, Maria turned to Jorge and ran her fingers through his beard. “I’ve been wanting to do that all day,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling with desire.
Jorge pulled Maria close, their bodies fitting together perfectly. He leaned in and kissed her, their lips meeting in a passionate dance. Maria responded, her tongue exploring his mouth.
Jorge’s hands wandered down Maria’s back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. Maria let out a moan as she felt his growing erection against her.
Breaking the kiss, Jorge trailed his lips down Maria’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. Maria arched her back, her breasts pressing against Jorge’s chest.
Jorge reached up and cupped Maria’s breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. Maria gasped, her breath hitching as Jorge continued to tease her.
With a growl, Jorge lifted Maria’s shirt, exposing her perfect breasts. He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Maria cried out, her fingers tangling in Jorge’s hair.
Jorge moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention. Maria’s breathing became ragged, her hips grinding against Jorge’s.
Breaking away, Jorge looked at Maria with a wicked grin. “I think it’s time we get more comfortable,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Maria nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation. Jorge helped her to her feet and they stumbled to a nearby boulder. Maria sat down, her legs spread wide.
Jorge knelt between Maria’s legs, his hands running up her thighs. He paused when he reached the edge of Maria’s shorts, his fingers tracing the outline of her pubic hair.
Maria let out a sigh as Jorge’s fingers dipped below the fabric, caressing her wet pussy. Jorge leaned in and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as his fingers continued to tease her.
Maria broke the kiss, her head falling back as Jorge’s fingers found her clit. He rubbed slow circles, causing Maria to moan and writhe beneath him.
Jorge stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes, his cock standing at attention. Maria’s eyes widened as she took in his size.
Jorge knelt between Maria’s legs again, his cock poised at her entrance. “Ready?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Maria nodded, her breath hitching as Jorge pushed inside her. He moved slowly, giving Maria time to adjust to his size.
Once fully seated, Jorge began to move, his hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm. Maria wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her.
Jorge leaned down, his lips finding Maria’s again. They kissed passionately as Jorge picked up the pace, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
Maria broke the kiss, her head falling back as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her fingers digging into Jorge’s back.
Jorge grunted, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Maria’s moans became louder, filling the air around them.
With one final thrust, Jorge sent Maria over the edge. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came hard. Jorge followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled Maria with his seed.
Breathless, Jorge collapsed on top of Maria, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a moment, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Finally, Jorge pulled out and helped Maria to her feet. They dressed quickly, their bodies still humming with pleasure.
As they continued their hike, Maria reached out and took Jorge’s hand. “Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes shining with gratitude.
Jorge smiled, his heart swelling with love for this incredible woman. “Anytime, my love,” he replied, squeezing her hand.
And they continued their journey through the mountains, their love growing stronger with each passing moment.
