In the dimly lit room, a stunning Indian woman stood, her silhouette framed by the window. She was nude, her thick curves illuminated by the moonlight. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against her toned thighs. She was a sight to behold, an Indian babe who commanded attention.
He watched her from across the room, his eyes taking in every inch of her luscious body. His cock stirred in his pants, already growing hard at the sight of her. He had been seducing her all night, slowly breaking down her defenses with his charm and wit. And now, she was his for the taking.
He approached her slowly, his eyes locked on hers. She turned to face him, her dark eyes gleaming with desire. He could see the anticipation in her gaze, the longing for him to take her.
He reached out and traced a finger down her arm, causing her to shiver. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue delving into her mouth. She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as they deepened the kiss.
His hands roamed her body, cupping her full breasts and tweaking her hard nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching towards him. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin.
She gasped as he reached her nipples, taking one into his mouth and sucking hard. He swirled his tongue around the areola, causing her to moan louder. He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention.
His hands traveled down her body, cupping her ass and giving it a firm squeeze. She ground her hips against him, her wet pussy leaving a damp spot on his pants.
