In the stillness of the night, the city slept, unaware of the passion igniting in a small apartment. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the moon, illuminating the curves and contours of the two figures entwined on the bed.
Lying on her stomach, the thick Indian babe, Anjali, ran her fingers through her long, black hair, sighing contentedly. Her body was a testament to her heritage – a luscious, voluptuous form that had captivated the man who now caressed her.
Ravi, a man of Indian descent himself, had always been drawn to Anjali’s raw sensuality. The curve of her hips, the softness of her skin, and the gentle sway of her black hair as she moved, all combined to create an intoxicating allure he couldn’t resist.
As Anjali shifted onto her back, her breasts rose and fell with each breath, drawing Ravi’s gaze. He traced the outline of her nipples with his fingers, feeling them harden under his touch. Anjali’s lips parted, a soft moan escaping her lips as she arched her back, pressing her body closer to his.
Their eyes met, the heat of their desire reflected in each other’s gaze. Ravi leaned in, capturing Anjali’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting the sweetness of their connection.
As they broke apart, Ravi trailed kisses down Anjali’s neck, nibbling at her earlobe before continuing his journey lower. He teased her nipples with his tongue, causing Anjali to gasp and writhe beneath him. Her hands found their way to his hair, pulling him closer as she begged for more.
Ravi’s fingers explored Anjali’s body, sliding down her stomach and finding her wet and ready for him. He teased her clit, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Anjali. Her hips bucked, urging him on as he slid a finger inside her.
Anjali’s moans grew louder as Ravi added a second finger, stretching her and preparing her for his cock. She was wet and ready, but Ravi took his time, savoring every moment of their foreplay.
Finally, Anjali couldn’t take it any longer. She pushed Ravi onto his back, straddling him and guiding his cock inside her. They both sighed in pleasure as he filled her, their bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time.
Anjali rode Ravi with a fierce passion, her hips grinding against his as she took him deeper inside her. Their moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of their bodies slapping together.
Ravi’s hands found Anjali’s hips, guiding her up and down as he thrust deeper into her. The angle allowed him to hit her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Anjali’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock as she cried out in pleasure. Ravi followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his cum.
As they caught their breath, Anjali collapsed onto Ravi’s chest, his softening cock still inside her. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, knowing that this was just the beginning of a long, passionate night.
