The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the floor. A figure moved gracefully through the darkness, her thick nude black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. She was an Indian woman, an Indian babe, with flawless olive skin and curves that could make a man weep.
She approached the bed, where a man lay, his eyes fixed on her. He had been waiting for her, his body tense with anticipation. She smiled, her full lips curling up in a seductive grin. She moved closer, her hips swaying side to side as she walked.
She reached out and traced a finger down his chest, causing him to shiver. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. “Are you ready for me?” she whispered.
He nodded, unable to speak. She chuckled softly, her hand moving lower, cupping him through his pants. He groaned, his hips bucking up towards her. She smiled, her fingers deftly undoing his belt.
She tugged his pants down, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around him, stroking him slowly. He moaned, his head falling back against the pillow. She leaned down, her tongue snaking out to taste the tip of him.
He gasped, his hands reaching out to tangle in her hair. She took him in her mouth, her lips sliding down his shaft. He groaned, his hips thrusting upwards. She sucked him deeper, her tongue swirling around him.
He was in heaven, his body trembling with pleasure. She continued to suck him, her fingers playing with his balls. He was close, so close. But he wanted more.
He reached down, his fingers finding her wet slit. She moaned around him, her hips rocking against his hand. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clench around him.
He added a second finger, stretching her. She moaned, her hips moving faster. He curled his fingers, finding that spot inside her that made her moan louder.
He fucked her with his fingers, his thumb rubbing her clit. She was moaning, her body trembling. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building.
He pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva. He flipped her over, her ass in the air. He spread her cheeks, his tongue snaking out to taste her.
She moaned, her hips rocking back against him. He licked her, his tongue delving inside her. She was so wet, so ready for him. He added a finger, fucking her with his tongue and finger.
She was moaning, her body trembling. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building. He pulled back, his cock sliding inside her.
She moaned, her body arching up to meet him. He thrust inside her, his hips moving faster. She was moaning, her body trembling. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit.
He rubbed her, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. She was moaning, her body trembling. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm building.
He thrust deeper, harder. She moaned, her body trembling. He could feel her tightening around him, her orgasm crashing over her.
He groaned, his own orgasm following hers. He collapsed on top of her, his body spent. She turned her head, her lips brushing against his. “I love you,” she whispered.
He smiled, his fingers tracing her thick nude black hair. “I love you too,” he whispered back. And they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies sated and content.
