A Passionate Encounter

In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the window, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the setting sun. She was a sight to behold, with her thick curves and long, black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. An Indian beauty, she was an exotic and intoxicating presence.

He watched her from across the room, his gaze fixed on her every move. He had wanted her from the moment they met, and now here they were, alone in her apartment. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.

“I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

She turned to face him, her eyes filled with desire. “I want you too,” she replied, her voice husky and low.

They fell into a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed together as they explored each other’s mouths. His hands roamed her curves, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her shirt. She moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch.

He slowly lifted her shirt over her head, revealing her full, round breasts. He took one in his mouth, sucking and biting gently as she ran her fingers through his hair. She arched her back, pressing her breasts closer to him as he worshipped her body.

He moved his hands down her body, over her hips and onto her thighs. He hiked her skirt up, revealing her bare ass. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling how wet she was for him. She moaned, her hips grinding against his hand as he finger-fucked her.

She turned around, pressing her ass against his cock. He groaned, his hands gripping her hips as she rubbed against him. She reached behind her, undoing his pants and freeing his cock. She stroked him, her small hand wrapped around his girth.

He grabbed her hips, guiding her to the bed. She climbed on all fours, her ass in the air as he positioned himself behind her. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.

He began to fuck her harder, his hips slapping against her ass as he drove himself deeper inside her. She moaned, her head thrown back as she took every inch of him.

He reached around, rubbing her clit as he fucked her. She cried out, her orgasm building inside her. He felt her pussy clench around him as she came, her moans filling the room.

He pulled out, flipping her over onto her back. He entered her again, this time looking into her eyes as he fucked her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he pumped in and out of her. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he came inside her.

They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies tangled together. He kissed her gently, a tender moment between two people who had just shared something intimate and beautiful.

The sun had set, the room now bathed in darkness. But the memory of their encounter would stay with them, a passionate moment they would never forget.

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