In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel skin stood facing away from the man who sat on the edge of the bed. She was completely nude, her thick curves on full display, and the man couldn’t help but stare at her perfect hourglass figure. The woman was an Indian babe, and she had the most beautiful backside he had ever seen. Her thick thighs and round butt were the perfect size, and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.
The man, who was a tall and muscular white man, had met the woman at a bar the night before. They had hit it off immediately, and after a few drinks, she had invited him back to her place. He had eagerly accepted, knowing that he wanted to see more of her.
As they entered her bedroom, the woman had turned to face him, her eyes filled with desire. She had kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth, and he had known that he was in for a wild night. She had led him to the bed, and he had sat down, watching as she slowly stripped in front of him.
Now, as she stood before him, her back still turned, he couldn’t help but stare. He reached out and placed his hand on her hip, pulling her closer to him. She let out a soft moan as he began to kiss her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin.
She leaned back into him, her ass grinding against his hard cock. He groaned as he felt her heat, his hands wandering to her breasts, cupping them in his hands. She arched her back, pressing her chest into his hands, her nipples hardening under his touch.
He continued to kiss her neck, his hands exploring her body. He slid one hand down her stomach, his fingers finding her wet pussy. She moaned as he began to rub her clit, her hips bucking against his hand.
