In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a solitary woman named Priya made her home in the shadow of the towering mountains. She was a brunette beauty, with a full, round ass that drew the gaze of any man who crossed her path. But Priya cared little for the desires of men, for she had long ago decided to devote herself to the beauty and solitude of the natural world.
One day, as Priya bathed in the clear, icy waters of a mountain stream, she heard the sound of footsteps crunching on the gravel behind her. She turned to see a handsome stranger, his eyes fixed upon her with unabashed desire.
“Who are you?” Priya demanded, her voice stern and unyielding.
“I am Ravi, a traveler from a distant land,” the man replied, his eyes never leaving Priya’s curves. “I have been wandering these mountains for many days, and I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you.”
