It was a hot summer evening, and I was walking home from work, taking my usual route through the park. As I was passing by the pond, I noticed a woman sitting on a bench, her back turned to me. She had long, black hair that flowed down her back like a silky waterfall. Her skin was a rich, golden brown, and she had a voluptuous figure that was hard to ignore.
I walked closer and saw that she was completely naked, her thick legs spread apart, revealing her moist pussy. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing – a beautiful Indian woman, sitting in the park, completely exposed. I felt my cock stir in my pants, and I couldn’t help but stare.
She must have sensed my presence, because she turned around and looked at me with a sultry smile. “Hello, there,” she said, her voice husky and inviting. “Join me?”
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I walked over to the bench and sat down next to her, my eyes taking in every inch of her luscious body. She leaned in and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth with a passion that took my breath away.
As we kissed, she reached down and began to caress my cock through my pants. I moaned with pleasure, my hips bucking involuntarily. She chuckled and undid my belt, freeing my hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and began to stroke it, her touch sending shivers down my spine.
I reached out and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. She gasped and arched her back, offering herself to me. I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking it gently. She moaned and ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer.
After a few minutes of foreplay, I couldn’t wait any longer. I spread her legs wider and positioned myself at her entrance. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
