Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon as Anjali, a stunning Indian woman with a cascade of dark hair, stood at the edge of the mountain range. She was nude, her bare skin glowing in the fading light. Her back was to the world, her full, round ass on display for anyone who might be watching. She had come to this remote location for peace and solitude, but she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. She glanced over her shoulder, her heart racing as she caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance