It was a warm summer evening when I first met her. She was a striking Indian woman with long, black hair and an hourglass figure. We were at a party together, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She noticed my gaze and smiled, and I knew I had to talk to her.
We spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, and I was captivated by her beauty and charm. As the night went on, I could feel the tension between us growing. I knew I wanted her, and I could tell she wanted me too.
Finally, we couldn’t resist any longer. We found a quiet corner of the party and began to kiss passionately. Our hands explored each other’s bodies, and I could feel her curves through her dress. I was desperate to see her naked, to feel her skin against mine.
She led me to a nearby bedroom, and we tumbled onto the bed together. She stood up and slowly began to undress, revealing her full, luscious body to me. I couldn’t believe how beautiful she was, with her thick curves and smooth, dark skin.
She crawled back onto the bed and straddled me, her wet pussy grinding against my hard cock. I reached up and squeezed her full breasts, teasing her nipples with my fingers. She moaned with pleasure, and I knew this was going to be a night to remember.
We kissed and touched each other for what seemed like hours, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm. She was so wet and ready for me, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I flipped her over onto her back and entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around my cock.
We fucked hard and fast, our bodies slapping together as we reached for our climax. She screamed my name as she came, and I followed right behind her, filling her with my hot cum.
We lay there, spent and satisfied, our bodies still tangled together. I knew I had found something special with this woman, and I couldn’t wait to explore her body again and again.
The end.
