The Sensual Desire of an Indian Girl

As she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the luscious curves of her busty figure, I knew this was going to be something special. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back as she began to undress. With every step, my heart rate increased with anticipation. Suddenly, she turned around and faced me, smiling seductively. 'Do you want to feel the touch of a desi girl?' she whispered, her voice dripping with desire. I nodded in agreement as we locked eyes, both craving the same thing. She then proceeded to slide down my body until we were face-to-face. With every move and touch, I felt myself growing harder and more aroused by the second. The look on her face told me that she was feeling it too. It was a sensual delight unlike anything I had ever experienced before.