Whispers in the Mountain Air

The sun dipped below the horizon as the last rays of light cast a warm glow over the towering mountains. High up in the peaks, a secluded cabin stood as a lonely sentinel against the encroaching night. Inside, a woman named Priya was getting ready for an evening of solitude. She was a striking figure, with raven black hair that flowed down to her waist and curves that could rival the very mountains themselves. As she slipped out of her clothes, she revealed her smooth, olive skin and the large, round ass that she was so proud of.

Priya walked over to the window and gazed out at the breathtaking view. The mountains seemed to stretch on forever, their peaks lost in the clouds. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about the adventure that awaited her. She had always been drawn to the mountains, with their rugged beauty and the sense of freedom that they offered.

As she stood there, she heard a noise coming from the other room. She turned around, her heart pounding in her chest. She saw a figure standing in the doorway, his chiseled features illuminated by the soft glow of the cabin’s lanterns. He was a handsome man, with dark skin and piercing black eyes that seemed to see right through her.

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