Whispers in the Mountains

The brunette woman, whom the locals called Sitara, stood at the edge of the mountain, her bronzed skin glowing in the warm sunlight. She was nude, her body a testament to the power of the wild. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her big, round ass begged for attention. Sitara had always been a free spirit, and she reveled in the freedom that living in the mountains gave her. She was an Indian woman, and she embraced her heritage with pride. She loved the feel of the earth beneath he