In the secluded town nestled in the mountains, lived a woman named Felicity. She was known for her fiery red hair and the thick patch of hair that grew on the sides of her pubic mound, just like the lush foliage of the mountain range that surrounded her home.
One summer day, a man named Jack, a traveler passing through, came across Felicity’s home. He was captivated by her beauty and the wildness that emanated from her. After a few days of getting to know each other, Felicity and Jack found themselves irresistibly drawn to each other.
Their attraction was palpable as they sat on the porch, gazing into each other’s eyes. Jack leaned in and kissed Felicity softly, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair. Felicity responded eagerly, her own hands roaming over Jack’s chest.
Their kissing became more passionate as Jack trailed his lips down Felicity’s neck, eliciting a soft moan from her. He continued his descent, his tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of her skin.
Felicity’s breath hitched as Jack’s hand reached the side of her pubic mound, his fingers tracing the outline of her thick patch of hair. She gasped as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of her pants, teasing her wetness.
With a growl, Jack stood up and pulled Felicity to her feet, leading her to the bedroom. He undressed her slowly, his hands exploring every inch of her body.
Once Felicity was completely naked, Jack leaned down and pressed his lips to her mound, his tongue darting out to taste her. Felicity’s back arched as he licked and sucked, her moans filling the room.
Jack then slipped a finger inside Felicity’s wetness, curling it up to hit her G-spot. Felicity cried out, her hips grinding against his hand.
