Whispers in the Night

In the heart of New Delhi, a woman with raven-black hair and a full, voluptuous figure found herself alone in her apartment for the evening. She was an Indian woman in her late twenties, with caramel skin and a thick, shapely back that tapered down to her round, firm ass. As she stood there, nude, in front of her bedroom mirror, she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing and desire. She had been without a lover for months, and the ache within her was growing stronger by the day. She closed he