She craved the forbidden touch of Indian breasts. A hunger sparked in her gaze as she imagined the deep pleasure to come. 
The delicate nape was a tantalizing invitation, her lips slightly parted in anticipation. A warm thrum vibrated through her veins. 
Night shrouded their secrets, leaving only the glow of their passion. Every touch was electric. 
She leaned back, offering her ample chest, inviting a more intimate exploration. He devoured her with his eyes. 
He drew her close, a soft groan escaping her lips. The moment was perfect. 
Lost in sensation, she surrendered to the powerful pull. She felt his warm breath on her neck. 
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