a mature hairy woman laying on her huge breasts

He peered in, cautiously, not sure what he was going to see. He was met with the sight of a mature, hairy woman, laying on her bed. Her huge breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths. He couldn't help but admire the way her curves shined in the moonlight, illuminating her body in an almost heavenly glow. He hadn't expected to find beauty here, but he was transfixed. He felt a strong urge to touch her. He stepped closer and ran his fingers on her soft curves, only to find them covered in her thick, jasmine-scented hair. He crawled onto the bed, taking in her gentle breaths and her inviting curves. Her thick hair tickled his skin as he explored her body. He'd found something impressive, something beautiful in her hairy womanhood. He felt almost in awe of her. He was almost certain this was something he'd never forget.