Whispers in the Night

The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the open window. The air was thick with anticipation as the woman, with her raven black hair and porcelain skin, slowly made her way towards the bed. She was completely naked, her curves and edges on full display. Her thick Indian figure was a sight to behold, with her round hips and ample backside beckoning to be touched. She was a goddess, a vision of beauty, and she knew it. As she climbed onto the be