In the dimly lit room, a woman with a full, voluptuous figure stood before the large window, her silhouette framed by the darkness outside. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, shimmering in the faint light that managed to penetrate the room. She was an Indian babe, her skin a warm, rich shade of brown, and she was completely naked.
He watched her from behind, his eyes taking in the curve of her hips, the roundness of her ass, and the softness of her thighs. He couldn’t help but be drawn to her, his cock already hard in his pants. He approached her slowly, his movements deliberate, as he reached out and gently brushed her hair aside. She leaned back into him, her body fitting perfectly against his.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands wandering down to her breasts, where he cupped them, his thumbs teasing her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body grinding against his.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe. She shivered in pleasure, her hands reaching behind her to grab his ass, pulling him closer. He took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, his teeth gently biting down. She gasped, her back arching as she pushed her breast further into his mouth.
He continued to tease her nipples, switching from one to the other, as his hands wandered down to her hips. He grabbed them, his fingers digging into her flesh, as he pulled her even closer. He could feel her heat, her wetness, as she rubbed herself against his cock.
He slipped a hand between her legs, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it gently at first, but as she moaned louder, he increased the pressure and speed. She was so wet, so ready for him, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
