It was a quiet evening in the Himalayas, where the air was thin and the snow-capped peaks stood tall against the setting sun. In a small cabin nestled among the trees, a woman named Priya was getting ready for a relaxing bath. She was a big, beautiful brunette with an ass that could only be described as magnificent. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, a stark contrast against the pristine white snow outside.
Priya slipped out of her clothes, revealing her full, luscious figure. She admired herself in the mirror, running her hands over her curves and feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She couldn’t help but think about the man she had met earlier that day, a rugged Indian named Ravi.
She had been out exploring the mountains, taking in the breathtaking views and enjoying the peace and quiet. That was when she had stumbled upon Ravi, who was a local guide. He was tall and handsome, with dark eyes that seemed to see right through her. They had spent the day together, hiking and talking, and Priya had felt a growing attraction to him.
Now, as she stepped into the bath, she couldn’t stop thinking about Ravi. She closed her eyes and imagined him joining her in the tub, his strong hands exploring her body. She let out a soft moan as she touched herself, her fingers sliding over her slick skin.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Priya’s heart skipped a beat as she wrapped a towel around herself and answered it. It was Ravi, standing there with a bottle of wine and a shy smile.
