In the heart of New Delhi, a woman with raven black hair and a curvaceous figure stirred in her bed. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the open window. She was a woman of great beauty and allure, with a thick figure that commanded attention. She was an Indian babe, through and through.
She lay on her back, her naked body exposed to the cool night air. Her black hair spilled out across the pillow, a cascade of darkness against the white linens. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples hard with desire. Her stomach was round and soft, leading down to the curve of her hips and the dark triangle of hair between her legs.
She heard a soft rustling sound, and her heart quickened with anticipation. She knew who it was, even before she saw him. He was a man of few words, but his actions spoke louder than any words ever could. He was an Indian man, with dark skin and eyes that held a world of secrets.
He approached her, his body silhouetted against the moonlight. He was naked, his cock hard and ready. He climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over hers. She reached up, her hands exploring his chest and abs. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the tension that coursed through his muscles.
He leaned down, his lips finding hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned softly, her body responding to his touch. He trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her skin. She arched her back, her breasts pressing against his chest.
He moved down further, his mouth finding her nipples. He sucked and bit at them, his hands caressing her breasts. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. He moved down even further, his mouth finding the curve of her stomach. He kissed her there, his tongue tracing a path down to the dark triangle of hair between her legs.
He spread her legs apart, his mouth finding her pussy. He licked and sucked at her, his tongue exploring every inch of her. She moaned loudly, her body bucking with pleasure. He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb pressing against her clit. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.
He moved up, his cock finding her pussy. He entered her slowly, his cock filling her up. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. He began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
He moved faster, his cock pounding into her. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed and pinched at it, his cock pounding into her. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure.
She came, her body trembling with pleasure. He followed, his cock pulsing inside her. They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling in the cool night air.
He pulled out, his cock slipping out of her. He lay down next to her, his body pressed against hers. She snuggled up against him, her head resting on his chest. They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling in the cool night air.
They fell asleep, their bodies entwined, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. The moon shone down on them, casting a soft glow over their naked bodies. The night was theirs, and they owned it.
