In the heart of the mountains, a traveler named Jack found himself at a small, secluded inn. The fireplace crackled as he entered, and the innkeeper, a buxom woman named Clara with a mane of fiery red hair, greeted him warmly.
Clara had a certain allure, with her ample hips and a hint of red pubic hair peeking out from the top of her jeans. Jack couldn’t help but be drawn to her.
As the night wore on, they found themselves alone by the fire. Clara looked at Jack with a mischievous glint in her eye, and Jack knew what she wanted.
He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced as they explored each other’s mouths. Jack trailed kisses down Clara’s neck, nibbling on her earlobe and causing her to moan.
Clara’s hands roamed over Jack’s chest, undoing his shirt and running her fingers over his muscular build. She reached down, stroking his growing erection through his pants.
Jack’s fingers found their way to Clara’s wet pussy, teasing her clit and causing her to gasp. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her slick walls and knowing she was ready for more.
Clara dropped to her knees, pulling Jack’s pants down and taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, moaning as she tasted him. Jack’s hips thrust forward, fucking her mouth as she took him deeper.
Suddenly, Clara pulled back, gasping for air. “Fuck me, Jack,” she demanded.
Jack didn’t need to be asked twice. He bent Clara over the arm of the couch, plunging his cock into her wet pussy from behind. She moaned, pushing back against him and taking him deeper.
They fucked like animals, lost in their passion. Jack reached around, rubbing Clara’s clit as he thrust into her. She came hard, screaming his name as she orgasmed.
Jack pulled out, cumming all over Clara’s big hips and red pubic hair. She looked back at him, licking his cum off her fingers and moaning with pleasure.
They collapsed onto the couch, spent and satisfied. The fire crackled as they cuddled, already planning their next encounter.
