A Passionate Encounter with the Indian Beauty

In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette framed by the city skyline. She was nude, her thick, black hair cascading down her back in soft waves. An Indian beauty, her curves were intoxicating, her skin a warm, golden hue.

He watched her from the bed, his eyes tracing the curve of her spine, the fullness of her hips, and the roundness of her ass. His cock stirred, growing hard as he took in the sight of her. He wanted her, needed to feel her body against his.

Slowly, he approached her, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close, his chest pressed against her back. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder as they looked out at the city.

Their lips met, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke of desire and need. His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. She moaned, her body moving against his as they deepened the kiss.

He moved his hands down her body, over her hips and to her thighs. He lifted her leg, hooking it over his hip as he aligned his cock with her pussy. She was wet, her juices coating his shaft as he slid inside her.

They moved together, their bodies in sync as they found a rhythm. He thrust into her, each stroke hitting her G-spot, making her moan and gasp. She rocked her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust, her fingers digging into his hips as she urged him deeper.

He reached around, finding her clit with his fingers. He rubbed slow circles around it, feeling her muscles clench around his cock as she got closer to her climax. She moaned louder, her breath hitching as she came, her pussy pulsing around his cock.

He continued to thrust, chasing his own release. He felt it building, his balls tightening as he got closer. She reached back, her hand wrapping around his neck as she pulled him closer. He came, his cock pulsing as he filled her pussy with his cum.

They stood there, their bodies still connected, as they caught their breath. He slowly pulled out, his cum dripping down her thighs. She turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with desire.

“Again,” she whispered, her voice husky with need.

He smiled, his cock already stirring at the thought of being inside her again. They climbed onto the bed, their bodies entwined as they lost themselves in each other once more.

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