The Temptation of the Indian Babe

In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, her back facing it. She was completely nude, her dark black hair cascading down her shoulders and back. Her thick curves were on full display, her hips flaring out deliciously from her narrow waist. She was an Indian babe, her skin a warm caramel color, and she was ready to indulge in some sinful pleasures. She heard the door creak open behind her and knew he had arrived. He was a white man, with hair just starting to gray