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Ravina's gaze locked onto his, her expression finally breaking into something raw and hungry. She stood tall, her massive form illuminated by the dim light of the room. Her skin was a vast expanse of creamy, unblemished pale, stretching over muscles that were both lean and powerful. The light caught the subtle curves of her waist and the broad slope of her shoulders, emphasizing the sheer scale of her body. Every inch of her seemed designed for endurance, a towering monument of soft flesh and hard strength. Her breasts were heavy and full, swaying slightly as she breathed, their weight a testament to her incredible proportions. Below her narrow waist, her hips flared wide, leading into long, muscular thighs that could easily crush something whole. Her stomach was flat but possessed a gentle softness at the surface, rippling slightly with each deep breath she took.