The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow over the city. In a quiet apartment, a woman stood by the window, her dark hair cascading down her back. She was nude, her curves illuminated by the soft light. She was a thick Indian beauty, her body a testament to her rich heritage.
She was not alone. A man, also nude, stood behind her. His hands rested on her hips, pulling her close. He was older, his body marked with the signs of a life well-lived. His hands explored her body, caressing her soft skin.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin. She shivered, her body responding to his touch.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she replied, turning to face him. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. She moaned, her body arching into his touch.
He lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled, causing her to gasp. His hand trailed down her body, finding her wet and ready. His fingers stroked her clit, causing her to moan louder.
“Please,” she begged, her body trembling. He smiled, his fingers continuing their assault. He knew she was close, her body tensing beneath his touch.
Suddenly, she cried out, her orgasm washing over her. He continued to stroke her, drawing out her pleasure. When she finally stilled, he lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bed.
He laid her down, his body covering hers. His cock pressed against her entrance, teasing her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.
“Please,” she begged again, her body ready for him. He entered her slowly, filling her completely. She moaned, her nails digging into his back.
He began to move, his thrusts slow and deep. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Their moans filled the room, drowning out the sounds of the city.
He rolled over, pulling her on top of him. She rode him hard, her breasts bouncing in his face. He sucked and nibbled, causing her to moan louder.
Suddenly, she cried out, her orgasm taking her by surprise. He followed soon after, his seed filling her. They collapsed, their bodies spent.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The night was still young, and they had much to explore. But for now, they were content. The moon continued to shine, bearing witness to their passion. And in the quiet apartment, they slept, their bodies spent, their hearts full.
