In the stillness of the night, a woman with raven hair and caramel skin lay on her bed, her body glowing in the soft light that filtered through the window. She was nude, her curves on display for no one but herself. Her thick black hair cascaded down her back, resting on her rounded hips. She was an Indian beauty, her body a testament to the rich history and culture of her homeland.
She turned to her side, her full breasts pressing against the cool sheets. She reached back, her fingers tracing the curve of her ass, feeling the heat that radiated from within. She closed her eyes, imagining the touch of another.
A soft knock on the door startled her, pulling her from her reverie. She sat up, her heart pounding in her chest. She wrapped a sheet around her, hiding her body from view. She walked to the door, her hips swaying gently. She opened it a crack, peering out into the hallway.
A man stood there, his dark eyes filled with desire. He was older, his hair flecked with gray. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his tie loosened around his neck. He was a stranger, but there was something about him that drew her in.
“May I come in?” he asked, his voice a low whisper.
She nodded, stepping aside to let him enter. He closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving hers. He took a step towards her, closing the distance between them.
He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. She shivered at his touch, her body responding to his nearness. He leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a soft kiss.
His hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips. He pulled her close, their bodies pressed together. She could feel his hardness against her, his desire evident.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, his breath hot against her skin. She moaned, her head falling back. He kissed her collarbone, his tongue tracing the line of her shoulder.
He knelt before her, his hands on her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. He pulled the sheet from her, leaving her naked before him. He leaned in, his lips meeting her belly. He kissed her gently, his hands on her ass.
He stood, his hands on her waist. He lifted her, his hands on her thighs. She wrapped her legs around him, her arms around his neck. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently.
He knelt between her legs, his eyes on her pussy. He leaned in, his tongue meeting her clit. She moaned, her back arching off the bed. He licked her, his tongue tracing the length of her slit. He sucked on her clit, his fingers inside her.
She moaned, her hips grinding against his face. He licked her faster, his fingers moving inside her. She could feel the orgasm building, her body tensing. She moaned louder, her back arching off the bed.
He stood, his cock hard and ready. He knelt between her legs, his cock at her entrance. He looked at her, his eyes filled with desire. She nodded, her eyes filled with need.
He pushed inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her hands on his hips. He pulled back, then pushed inside her again. She moaned, her hips meeting his.
He fucked her harder, his hips slapping against hers. She moaned, her hands on her breasts. He leaned over her, his lips meeting hers. She kissed him back, their tongues dancing together.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He bit her gently, his hips still moving. She moaned, her back arching off the bed. He licked her nipples, his fingers on her clit.
She moaned louder, her hips grinding against his. She could feel the orgasm building, her body tensing. She moaned louder, her back arching off the bed.
He fucked her harder, his hips slapping against hers. She moaned, her hands on her breasts. He leaned over her, his lips meeting hers. She kissed him back, their tongues dancing together.
He broke the kiss, his hips still moving. She moaned, her hands on his shoulders. He leaned back, his cock still inside her. He stroked her clit, his fingers moving in
