Under the cover of darkness, the married man crept out of his home and into the lush backyard. He couldn't resist the allure of the maiden who lived next door. As he reached the spot where he had arranged to meet her, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
The maiden, wearing only her traditional attire, was waiting for him. She smiled shyly as he approached, her eyes filled with desire. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close, their bodies instantly igniting a fire that burned brighter than any flame.
They moved together, their rhythm intense and passionate. The married man groaned in pleasure, feeling the maiden's soft skin against his rough hands. She moaned too, her breasts pressing against him as she arched her back in delight.
Their lovemaking was wild and untamed, fueled by their undeniable passion for each other.
