The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the lush garden, illuminating the verdant foliage and the curvaceous figure of a woman standing in its midst. She was a sultry vision of dark beauty, her raven hair cascading down her back in a waterfall of glossy curls. Her skin was a warm, sun-kissed brown, glowing in the moonlight, and her body was a lush, voluptuous feast for the eyes. She was a woman who knew her own allure, and she reveled in it, her full lips curving into a knowing smile as she stood there, completely naked and unafraid.
She was an Indian beauty, her curves full and ripe, her hips wide and inviting. Her breasts were large and firm, tipped with dark, erect nipples that begged for attention. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to a dark triangle of curls that guarded the treasures between her thighs. Her legs were long and shapely, and her feet were delicate, with painted toes that peeked out from beneath her hair as she stood there, waiting.
She was not alone in the garden. A man watched her from the shadows, his eyes drinking in the sight of her naked body. He was a tall, muscular man, with tanned skin and dark hair that was just beginning to gray at the temples. His eyes were dark and intense, and his lips were curved in a hungry smile as he watched her. He was an older man, but he was still a handsome devil, and he knew it. He knew that he had a certain charm, a certain magnetism that drew people to him, and he used it to his advantage now.
He stepped out of the shadows, his eyes locked on hers. She did not move, did not speak, but her eyes spoke volumes. They were dark and sultry, full of desire and need. He knew that look, knew what it meant. It was a look that spoke of passion and desire, of lust and longing. It was a look that he had seen many times before, and it was a look that he never tired of.
He walked towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, but he might as well have been naked. She could see the bulge in his pants, see the evidence of his desire for her. She licked her lips, her eyes widening as she realized just how much he wanted her.
He stopped in front of her, close enough to touch, but he did not. Not yet. He wanted to savor this moment, wanted to draw out the anticipation. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek, and she shivered at his touch. He smiled, his eyes dark with desire as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss.
She responded eagerly, her lips parting to allow his tongue to delve inside. She tasted of sweet wine and spices, and he could not get enough of her. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, and she moaned, her body arching into his touch.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. She tilted her head back, her hands tangling in his hair as he made his way down to her breasts. He sucked and bit at her nipples, and she cried out, her body writhing in pleasure.
He knelt before her, his hands parting her thighs as he buried his face between her legs. She gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as he licked and sucked at her clit. She was wet, so wet, and he reveled in the taste of her. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, fucking her with his fingers as he sucked at her clit.
She came hard, her body shaking as she cried out his name. He stood, his lips glistening with her juices, and he kissed her again, sharing her taste with her. She moaned, her hands reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants. He was hard, so hard, and she wanted him inside her.
He stripped, his clothes falling to the ground in a heap as she watched, her eyes devouring the sight of his naked body. He was beautiful, all hard muscle and tanned skin, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.
He walked towards her, his cock jutting out in front of him, and she reached out, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. He groaned, his head falling back as she stroked him, her fingers slick with pre-cum.
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