In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, her dark eyes fixed on her reflection. She was an Indian beauty, with a thick, voluptuous figure and long, black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. She was completely naked, her curves on full display.
She heard the door creak open behind her and turned to see him enter. He was a tall, handsome man, with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He was also naked, his muscular body glistening in the low light.
He approached her slowly, his eyes taking in every inch of her luscious form. He reached out and gently touched her shoulder, his fingers tracing a path down her arm. She shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat.
He pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as their hands explored each other’s bodies. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking at her hardening nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her hands reaching down to grip his firm ass.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck to her collarbone. He nibbled and licked at her skin, causing her to gasp and squirm in his arms. His hands continued to roam, one sliding down her stomach to her wet, waiting pussy.
He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb finding her clit. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against his hand. He added another finger, stretching her wide as he fucked her with his hand.
She was panting now, her legs trembling. He spun her around, pushing her against the mirror. She braced herself as he dropped to his knees behind her.
He spread her cheeks apart, his tongue darting out to taste her. She cried out, her hands slamming against the mirror. He licked and sucked at her, his fingers still working her pussy.
She was close, so close. He could feel her muscles tightening around his fingers. He stood up, his cock pressing against her entrance.
“Yes,” she whispered, pushing back against him.
He thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the mirror. He started to move, his hips slapping against her ass.
“Harder,” she moaned, her voice echoing in the room.
He obliged, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She was moaning loudly now, her breasts bouncing with each impact.
“Oh God, yes,” she cried out, her orgasm crashing over her.
He groaned, his own release following close behind. He pulled out, his cum dripping down her thighs.
They stood there, panting and sweaty, their bodies still entwined. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing and the occasional moan.
As their breathing returned to normal, he pulled away, his softening cock slipping out of her. She turned to face him, a satisfied smile on her face.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He smiled, his fingers tracing a path down her cheek. “Yes, it was.”
They stood there for a moment, their eyes locked. And then, without a word, they came together again, their bodies eager for more.
