The Cave of Passion

In the depths of a secluded forest, a cave lay hidden from the prying eyes of the world. The entrance was guarded by a thick curtain of vines, and inside, the walls were slick with moisture. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the musk of desire.

On this day, two lovers found their way to the cave. Sarah, a woman in her early thirties, with long chestnut hair and curves that could make a man’s head spin, was dressed in a flowing skirt and a loose blouse, both of which did little to hide her ample assets. Her partner, Tim, was a tall, muscular man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He wore only a pair of low-slung jeans, leaving his chest and abs exposed.

As they entered the cave, Tim couldn’t help but stare at Sarah’s body. Her skirt rode up slightly, revealing the curve of her ass and the hint of her bare thighs. His cock stirred in his jeans, and he knew he had to have her.

Sarah noticed Tim’s gaze and smiled. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to oblige. She reached out and took his hand, leading him deeper into the cave.

Once they were far enough from the entrance, Sarah turned to face Tim. She looked him in the eyes, and he saw the desire burning in her gaze. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra and the swell of her breasts. Tim’s cock grew harder as he watched, and he reached out to touch her.

Sarah stepped back, out of his reach. “Not yet,” she whispered. She let her blouse fall to the ground, then reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. She let it fall too, revealing her firm, round breasts and her hard, pink nipples.

Tim groaned as he took in the sight of her. He reached for his jeans, but Sarah shook her head. “Not yet,” she repeated. “Let me taste you first.”

She dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes locked on his crotch. She reached out and rubbed her hand over the bulge in his jeans, feeling his cock twitch beneath her touch. She undid the button and zipper, then pulled his jeans down around his ankles.

Tim’s cock sprang free, hard and thick and already glistening with pre-cum. Sarah leaned forward and licked the tip, tasting the saltiness of his desire. She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, hard.

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