In the heart of the majestic mountains, a brunette Indian woman named Priya was taking a naked stroll. She was a sight to behold, her curvaceous figure and big, round ass catching the eye. The sun glistened off her sweat-slicked skin as she wandered, exploring the beauty of nature.
Unbeknownst to her, a ruggedly handsome stranger named Arjun had been watching her from afar. He was a mountain man, living off the land and used to the solitude. But something about Priya drew him in. He approached her, his heart pounding with anticipation.
“Greetings, beautiful,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “I couldn’t help but notice you out here all alone. It’s not safe for a woman to be wandering these mountains by herself.”
