Whispers in the Night

The full moon cast a soft glow upon the lush Indian garden, illuminating the silhouette of a woman with a voluptuous figure. She stood, nude, her ebony hair cascading down her back in thick waves. A delicate breeze danced around her, teasing her body and causing her to shiver with anticipation. She was a creature of the night, a bewitching Indian babe who knew what she desired.

In the shadows, a figure approached, his own body aroused and ready for her. He admired her form, the curve of her hips, the roundness of her ass. He stepped closer, and she turned to face him, her eyes shining with a desire that mirrored his own.

Without a word, they fell into each other’s arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, her waist, and then lower, to the curve of her hips. She moaned, her body responding to his touch, her nipples hardening beneath his fingers.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling her earlobe, before moving to her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it, while his hand continued to explore her body. She arched her back, her breath hitching as he brought her to the brink of pleasure.

His fingers found her wet and ready, and he teased her clit, causing her to gasp and moan. She was on the edge, and he knew it. He plunged his fingers into her, fucking her roughly, as she begged for more.

But he wanted more. He wanted to taste her. He knelt before her, spreading her legs wide, and buried his face in her pussy. She cried out, her hands gripping his hair as he licked and sucked her clit. She was sweet and wet, and he couldn’t get enough.

She came hard, her body shaking as she screamed his name. He stood, his cock hard and ready. He lifted her, impaling her on his cock as she wrapped her legs around his waist. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, as they reached for their release.

He laid her down on the soft grass, his cock still buried deep inside her. He fucked her hard, their bodies slapping together, as she begged for more. He reached between them, rubbing her clit as he fucked her, and she came again, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He pulled out, his cum spurting over her belly, as she milked him dry. They lay together, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath.

The night was still young, and they knew there would be more pleasure to come. They whispered sweet nothings to each other, their bodies entwined, as they succumbed to the call of the night.

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