In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Preeti. She was an Indian beauty, with caramel skin and long, dark hair that cascaded down her back. Her most striking feature, however, was her voluptuous figure. Her ass was round and firm, and she carried it with a proud, confident sway.
Preeti lived alone in a small cabin, nestled among the towering peaks. She made a living as a guide, leading tourists through the treacherous mountain trails. It was a grueling job, but Preeti was strong and capable, and she loved the freedom of the mountains.
One day, a handsome stranger named Ravi arrived in the village. He was a writer, looking for inspiration for his next novel. Preeti offered to guide him through the mountains, and they set off on the trail together.
As they climbed higher, Preeti couldn’t help but notice the way Ravi’s eyes lingered on her body. She felt a warmth spread through her, and she found herself wanting to seduce him.
