In a dimly lit room, a woman with thick black hair stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the fading light of the setting sun. She was an Indian beauty, her caramel skin glowing in the soft light. Her body was a work of art, curvaceous and voluptuous in all the right places. She was completely naked, her body on full display. Her nipples were hard, erect little buds that begged to be touched and teased.
A man walked in, his eyes immediately drawn to the woman by the window. He was a tall, handsome stranger, with piercing blue eyes and chiseled jawline. He was dressed in a suit, his tie loosened and his shirt unbuttoned. He couldn’t believe his luck, finding such a beautiful woman in his hotel room.
“Who are you?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
“I am Riya,” she said, turning to face him. “I am here to pleasure you.”
The man’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly regained his composure. He walked closer to Riya, his eyes roving over her body. He reached out, cupping her breast and flicking his thumb over her nipple. Riya gasped, her body trembling at his touch.
“You like that?” he asked, his voice filled with desire.
Riya nodded, her eyes closed in pleasure. The man leaned down, taking her nipple in his mouth and sucking on it gently. Riya moaned, her hands reaching out to tangle in his hair. She pulled him closer, wanting more.
The man obliged, his hands roaming over her body. He caressed her curves, his fingers tracing her hips and thighs. He reached her pussy, finding it wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tightness around him. Riya moaned, her back arching as she pushed against his hand.
The man added another finger, stretching her out. He curled his fingers, hitting her G-spot and making her moan louder. Riya’s pussy clenched around his fingers, her orgasm building inside her.
“Do you want more?” the man asked, his voice strained.
