Whispers in the Indian Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the Indian mountains. The air was crisp and cool, a welcome change from the stifling heat of the city. Nalini, a striking brunette with a generous ass, stood on the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view.

She had driven for hours to reach this remote location, eager to escape the demands of her daily life. As she stripped off her clothes, revealing her naked body, she felt a sense of liberation wash over her. She was free, if only for a moment.

Nalini turned her back to the mountains, her heart pounding in her chest as she presented her full, round ass to the open air. She had always been self-conscious about her size, but here, in this secluded place, she felt proud of her body and its power.

As she began to explore her own desires, she felt a warm breeze caress her skin, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. She closed her eyes, imagining the touch of another, and let out a soft moan as she began to touch herself.

Her fingers found her wet, swollen clit, and she began to circle it slowly, savoring the building pleasure. She let out a low groan as she slid first one, then two fingers inside herself, imagining the feeling of a thick cock filling her up.

She was so lost in her own world that she didn’t hear the soft footsteps approaching behind her. It wasn’t until she felt a warm breath on her neck that she opened her eyes, startled.

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