In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Radhika lived. She was an Indian beauty, with thick curves and long, black hair that cascaded down her back. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, and she had full, round hips and breasts that begged to be touched. She was a woman who knew her worth, and she was not afraid to use her body to get what she wanted.
One day, a man named Ravi came to her door. He was a businessman from Mumbai, with a sharp suit and a charming smile. Radhika knew immediately that he desired her, and she was not one to turn down such an opportunity.
They exchanged pleasantries, but Radhika could see the hunger in Ravi’s eyes. She invited him in, and as they sat on her couch, she crossed her legs, giving him a glimpse of her toned thighs. She could see the effect it had on him, and she smiled to herself.
They began to talk, and as they did, Radhika leaned in closer to Ravi. She touched his arm, and he looked at her with desire. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she knew that he wanted her.
Without a word, Radhika stood up and walked over to Ravi. She straddled him, and he wrapped his arms around her. They kissed deeply, and Radhika could feel Ravi’s hard cock pressing against her through their clothes.
