In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and olive skin stood facing away from the door. She was nude, her curves illuminated by the soft glow of the lone lamp in the corner. Her long, thick hair cascaded down her back, a curtain of darkness contrasting against her bare skin. She was the epitome of Indian beauty, a seductive babe who knew how to entice.
He entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to her. He closed the door behind him, taking a moment to appreciate the view before him. The woman turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting his. A small, inviting smile played upon her lips as she awaited his approach.
He crossed the room, his gaze never leaving her. As he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. She gasped softly, her body pressing against his. His hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her soft, warm skin. His lips found her neck, pressing tender kisses against her delicate flesh.
She moaned softly, her head falling back onto his shoulder. Her hands reached up, tangling in his hair as he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck. His fingers traced the curves of her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She shivered, her breath hitching as he touched her.
His lips found hers, his tongue delving into her mouth. She met his kiss with equal passion, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time. His hands continued to explore her body, moving lower to tease her wet, aching core.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her body. He knelt before her, his eyes meeting hers as he spread her legs. His tongue darted out, tasting her. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as he licked and sucked at her clit.
His fingers joined his tongue, sliding into her wet, tight pussy. She gasped, her body trembling as he began to finger her. His tongue continued to work her clit, his fingers thrusting in and out of her. She was moaning louder now, her body writhing as she approached her climax.
He stood, his cock hard and ready. He guided it to her entrance, pushing inside her. She moaned, her body adjusting to his size. He began to thrust, his pace quickening as he filled her.
She moaned with each thrust, her body moving in time with his. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he fucked her harder. She gasped, her breath hitching as she felt him hit her spot.
He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his climax. She could feel him swelling inside her, his cock twitching as he prepared to cum.
“Yes, cum inside me,” she moaned, her voice husky with desire.
He groaned, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. She moaned, her body trembling as she felt him cum inside her.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies connected as they caught their breath. He pulled out, his seed spilling out of her. She turned, her eyes meeting his. A small, satisfied smile played upon her lips as she reached out, her fingers tracing his jaw.
“Again?” she asked, her voice soft.
He nodded, his eyes filled with desire.
“Again,” he agreed, his voice husky.
And so they continued, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time. A dance of passion, desire, and love. A dance that would continue throughout the night.
