The freckled mermaid: a tale of passion in the mountains

In the heart of the mountains, a ginger woman with curly red hair like Merida, Ariel the mermaid transformed, stood with her back to you. Her body was freckled and sun-kissed, her firm breasts encased in a black sports bra. She wore tight olive green cargo shorts that were now hitched up slightly, hinting at what lay beneath. Her ponytail hung loose, her curls bouncing with each breath she took. Her face was glazed with the remnants of gooey cum from an intense session, and her many freckles stood out even more against it. A red jack-o'-lantern sat on the ground nearby, its flickering light reflecting off her freckled skin and the smear of cum on her face.