In the dimly lit room, a woman with black hair as thick as the night stood, her silhouette outlined by the soft glow of the candles scattered throughout the space. She was completely nude, her curves and contours accentuated by the shadows that danced around her. Her name was Nalini, an Indian babe known for her exotic beauty and intoxicating allure.
Nalini’s long, black hair cascaded down her back, reaching her firm, round buttocks. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, glowing in the candlelight. Her breasts were full and firm, crowned with dark, erect nipples that begged to be touched. Her waist was narrow, leading to wide, childbearing hips that swayed gently as she moved.
As Nalini stood there, she felt a presence behind her. She turned around and saw a man, his eyes filled with lust and desire. He was tall, with a muscular build and a chiseled jawline. His eyes traveled down Nalini’s body, taking in every inch of her.
