Whispers in the Mountain Air

The sun dipped below the horizon as Sheela, an Indian brunette with a full, round figure, stood at the edge of the cliff. The wind played with her long, dark hair, whipping it around her exposed body. She was nude, save for the delicate gold chains that adorned her neck and wrists. Her ass, two generous mounds, beckoned in the fading light. Sheela had come to the mountains seeking solitude, a break from the hustle and bustle of city life. She found it here, in the quiet, serene wilderness. But s