Whispers in the Mountain Air

The air was thin and crisp in the Himalayas, but the brunette Indian woman didn't seem to notice. She stood at the edge of a cliff, her bare brown skin glistening with sweat from the trek up the mountain. Her ass was full and firm, a thing of beauty against the backdrop of the towering peaks. She heard a rustling behind her and turned to see a handsome Sherpa man approaching. He had been guiding her on her journey, and she had been unable to take her eyes off of him. She bit her lip as he moved