In the depths of a secluded cave, a woman named Pasiphae lay bare, her voluptuous figure illuminated by the flickering light of a nearby fire. Her skin was as pale as the moonlight, and her nude body was adorned with a wild mane of dark curls that covered her mound. Her most striking feature, however, were her enormous breasts, which hung heavy and full, with nipples as dark as the night sky.
Pasiphae had been living in the cave for weeks, ever since she had fled her home and husband, who had never appreciated her insatiable sexual appetite. Here, in the quiet solitude of the cave, she was free to indulge in her desires without judgment or criticism.
One day, as she lay basking in the warmth of the fire, she heard the sound of footsteps echoing through the cave. She sat up, her heart racing with excitement, as a man appeared in the entrance. He was tall and muscular, with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He was also completely naked, his cock standing at attention as he approached her.
Pasiphae’s eyes widened with desire as she took in the sight of the stranger. She had been craving the touch of a man for weeks, and this one was more than she could have hoped for.
