In the heart of the bustling city, there was a woman named Priya. She was a sight to behold. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, framing her perfectly symmetrical face that was adorned with piercing brown eyes. Her skin was a rich, golden color, glowing with health and vitality. She had a body that was the epitome of perfection, with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were full and firm, and they sat high on her chest. Her waist was narrow, leading down to hips that flared out gently, and her legs were long and toned. She was a goddess, and men would often find themselves losing their breath when they saw her.
One evening, as Priya was getting ready for a night out, she decided to take a bath. She filled the tub with warm water and fragrant bubbles, and she slipped in, letting out a sigh of contentment. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander, thinking about the night ahead. She was meeting a man named Ravi, who she had been chatting with online for weeks. They had a connection, and she was excited to finally meet him in person.
As she lay there, she began to touch herself. She ran her hands over her body, feeling every inch of her skin. She teased her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard and sensitive. She slid her hand down her stomach and into her wet pussy, moaning softly as she touched herself. She was so lost in the moment that she didn’t hear the bathroom door open, and she jumped when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.
