Whispers in the Wind

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sprawling city. High atop a luxury apartment building, a woman stood at the edge of the balcony, her thick black hair cascading down her bare back. She was nude, her toned brown skin glowing in the fading light. Her name was Priya, a stunning Indian woman with the confidence of a goddess.

Priya’s lover, a tall, muscular man named Ravi, watched her from the balcony’s edge. His eyes trailed the curve of her hips, the dip of her waist, and the firmness of her buttocks. He felt his desire swell, his cock growing hard as he took in the sight of her.

Without a word, Ravi approached Priya from behind, his hands finding her hips. He pulled her close, his erection pressing against her soft flesh. Priya moaned softly, her head falling back against his chest as she ground her ass against him.

Ravi’s lips found the curve of Priya’s neck, his tongue tracing a path up to her earlobe. He nibbled gently, his hands roaming over her body. Priya’s breath hitched as his fingers found her nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers.

Their passion ignited, Ravi turned Priya around to face him. Their lips met in a fiery kiss, their tongues dancing together as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Priya reached down, her fingers wrapping around Ravi’s cock, stroking him firmly.

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