The hidden waterfall

In a dense jungle clearing, two elderly Indian men with leathery skin and sagging bellies watched intently as a young, slim Indian woman entered the secluded waterfall. Her wet, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, and her lithe frame seemed to shimmer under the misty water. The men, their gnarled hands gripping rough bark, waited impatiently as she began to disrobe, revealing her small, shapely form. One man stepped forward, his weathered hand reaching out to choke her as she was pinned against the cool stone wall. The other man, his aged but still potent member standing tall, guided his thick cock towards her wet pussy, the sound of their mutual pleasure echoing through the trees.