The Black-Haired Indian Goddess

In the dimly lit room, a stunning Indian woman stood, her silhouette framed by the window. She had thick, black hair that cascaded down her back, and her curves were accentuated by the nude body suit she wore. She was a goddess, and the man before her knew it.

He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out, gently brushing her hair away from her neck. She shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat. He leaned in, pressing his lips to her neck, and she moaned softly.

His hands wandered down her body, caressing her curves and making her heart race. He reached around, unzipping her body suit and letting it fall to the ground. She was now completely nude, and he took a moment to appreciate her beauty.

He turned her around, so they were face to face. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together. She responded eagerly, her hands wandering up his chest and to the back of his head.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and to her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. She gasped, her back arching as she pressed herself closer to him. He gave the same attention to her other nipple, and she moaned, her hands tightening in his hair.

He knelt before her, his hands on her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. She nodded, and he leaned in, pressing his lips to her mound. She moaned, her legs trembling as he licked and sucked at her clit.

He slipped a finger inside of her, and she moaned louder. He added a second finger, pumping them in and out of her as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. She was panting, her hands tight in his hair as she ground herself against his face.

He stood, kissing her deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only served to turn her on more. He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently.

He knelt between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. She moaned, her hands reaching down to guide him inside of her. He entered her slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside of her.

He began to move, thrusting in and out of her. She moaned, her hands on his hips as she urged him on. He picked up the pace, fucking her harder and faster. She moaned louder, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

He reached down, rubbing her clit as he continued to fuck her. She moaned, her back arching as she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock. He continued to fuck her, chasing his own release.

He moaned, his cock twitching as he came, filling her with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating. She ran her fingers through his hair, smiling.

They lay there for a while, catching their breath before getting up and getting dressed. They knew they would be back for more, again and again. The end.

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