In the dimly lit room, a woman stood, her silhouette framed by the window. She was a vision of beauty, with her thick, voluptuous figure and long, black hair cascading down her back. Her name was Priya, a 25-year-old Indian beauty who had recently moved to the city.
Priya was in the midst of undressing, her saree sliding off her shoulders, revealing her bare back. Her skin was the color of cinnamon, smooth and unblemished. She unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground, and then slid her panties down her legs, stepping out of them gracefully.
She stood there, completely naked, her curves on full display. Her large, round breasts hung heavy, and her dark nipples were already hard with desire. Her stomach was soft, and her hips flared out, leading to her thick thighs and round ass.
Priya heard the door open behind her and turned to see a man enter the room. He was a tall, muscular white man, with short, cropped hair and piercing blue eyes. He couldn’t believe his luck when he saw Priya standing there, completely naked.
He approached her slowly, his eyes taking in every inch of her body. He reached out and touched her shoulder, and Priya shivered at his touch. She turned to face him, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
They stood there for a moment, just holding each other, before the man leaned in and kissed her. Priya responded eagerly, her lips parting to allow his tongue to explore her mouth. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
Priya moaned with pleasure, her hands reaching down to touch the man’s hard cock through his pants. She rubbed him through the fabric, feeling him grow harder under her touch.
