In the heart of the bustling city of Mumbai, there lived a woman named Priya. She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back like a river of silk. Her skin was the color of caramel, flawless and smooth, and her eyes were as dark and deep as the ocean. But it was her body that truly set her apart. She had the perfect physique, curves in all the right places, with breasts that were full and firm, and a narrow waist that flared out into hips that were made for a man to hold onto.
Priya was a woman who knew her worth. She was confident and self-assured, and she had no qualms about using her beauty to get what she wanted. And what she wanted, more than anything, was to be worshipped like the goddess she was.
One day, as she was walking through the crowded streets of the city, she caught the eye of a man named Ravi. He was a successful businessman, with dark hair and piercing eyes. He was immediately drawn to Priya, and he knew that he had to have her.
He followed her back to her apartment, and when he finally had her alone, he couldn’t help but stare at her perfect body. She was standing in front of him, naked, her breasts bare for him to see. He could feel his cock growing hard in his pants as he looked at her.
Priya saw the desire in Ravi’s eyes, and she knew that she had him. She walked over to him, and as she did, she ran her fingers over his chest. She could feel his heart racing beneath her touch, and she smiled.
She reached down, and with a flick of her wrist, she undid his pants. His cock sprang free, and she wrapped her hand around it. She could feel the heat radiating off of it, and she knew that he wanted her.
She began to stroke him, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. He moaned as she touched him, and she could feel his cock growing harder in her hand.
