In the heart of the Himalayas, a small village was nestled among the towering peaks. The villagers lived simple lives, farming the land and rearing livestock. Among them was a woman named Preeti, known for her striking features and her generous curves. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, and her wide hips were the talk of the village. She was a woman of indescribable beauty and grace, and her presence was enough to make any man’s heart race.
One day, a traveler named Ravi arrived in the village. He was a tall, handsome man with a mysterious aura. He had journeyed far and wide, and his eyes held stories of places and people Preeti had never seen. She was instantly drawn to him, and he to her. They spent days together, exploring the village and the surrounding mountains, getting to know each other.
One evening, they found themselves at a secluded spot, overlooking the valley below. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow on the landscape. Preeti was wearing a traditional Indian saree, the fabric draped over her ample figure. Ravi couldn’t take his eyes off her, and Preeti felt a warmth spread through her body. She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his.
“Ravi,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Yes, Preeti?” he replied, his voice husky with desire.
“I want you,” she said, her voice filled with longing.
Ravi didn’t need to be asked twice. He stepped closer to Preeti, his hands reaching out to touch her. He traced the curve of her waist, feeling the heat of her body through the fabric of her saree. Preeti let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch.
Ravi’s hands traveled up Preeti’s body, cupping her breasts. He could feel her nipples harden under the fabric, and he leaned in to kiss her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. Preeti let out a soft sigh, her body melting into his.
Ravi’s hands continued to explore Preeti’s body, sliding under her saree to touch her bare skin. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He traced his fingers over her curves, feeling the softness of her skin.
Preeti let out a soft moan as Ravi’s fingers found her wetness. He teased her, circling her clit before sliding a finger inside her. Preeti’s body shuddered with pleasure, and she let out a soft cry.
“Ravi, please,” she begged, her voice filled with need.
