The Black-Haired Beauty

In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, black hair stood in front of the full-length mirror, her back facing it. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. The Indian beauty ran her hands over her curves, feeling the softness of her own skin. She turned around, her full breasts bouncing slightly, and looked at her reflection. Her dark eyes sparkled with desire. She reached down and touched herself, feeling the wetness between her legs. She was ready.

She heard the door open behind her and turned around to see a man entering the room. He was tall, with dark skin and hair, and he looked at her with a hunger in his eyes. He approached her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. They kissed deeply, their tongues intertwining. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned softly, feeling herself grow even wetter.

He picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He kissed his way down her body, stopping to suck on her nipples before continuing down to her navel. She arched her back, wanting him to continue. He reached her pubic area and spread her legs wide, revealing her wet pussy. He leaned down and began to lick her, starting at her clit and working his way down to her entrance. She moaned loudly, feeling herself get closer and closer to an orgasm.

He slid a finger inside her, and she gasped. He began to finger her, adding another finger as she got wetter. She was close now, and she begged him to make her cum. He quickened his pace and she exploded, her whole body shaking as she cried out.

He climbed on top of her, his hard cock pressing against her entrance. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him close. He entered her slowly, and she gasped as she felt him fill her up. He began to thrust in and out, and she met him stroke for stroke. He reached down and began to play with her clit, and she was soon on the brink of another orgasm.

He flipped her over, and she was now on top of him. She began to ride him, grinding her hips against his. She leaned down and kissed him, their tongues dancing together. He reached up and squeezed her breasts, and she moaned into his mouth. She felt herself getting close again, and she quickened her pace. She was close now, and she could feel him getting close too.

She leaned back, and he reached down and began to play with her clit. She felt herself explode, her whole body shaking as she cried out. He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside of her as he filled her with his cum.

They collapsed on the bed, both of them panting heavily. She turned to him and smiled. “Again?” she asked, and he nodded. They had all night.

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