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In the sultry, dimly lit bedroom, the air was thick with anticipation and the scent of arousal. Desi Lily, the curvaceous Indian beauty, lay sprawled across the sheets, her dark skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her long, luxurious hair fanned out around her head like a halo, contrasting sharply with the white pillowcases. She gazed up at her lover with heavy-lidded eyes, her plump lips parted slightly as she panted softly.

Her partner, a towering black man with chiseled features and rippling muscles, stood beside the bed, his eyes roaming hungrily over every inch of Desi’s voluptuous form. He had been waiting for this moment, craving the taste of her sweet nectar and the feel of her silky skin against his own.

Without a word, he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between Desi’s legs, his face mere inches from her dripping wet pussy. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, making his cock throb with need. He leaned in close, his tongue darting out to taste her, savoring the tangy flavor that exploded across his taste buds.

Desi moaned softly, her hips bucking slightly as she felt his tongue delve deeper into her folds. He licked and sucked at her sensitive clit, circling it with the tip of his tongue before burying his face between her thighs. His hands gripped her ass, kneading the firm, rounded globes as he feasted on her pussy like a starving man.

Desi’s moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as the pleasure built within her. She reached down, tangling her fingers in his hair and holding him in place as she ground herself against his face. The wet, slurping sounds of his eager mouth filled the room, mixing with Desi’s wanton cries of ecstasy.

As Desi’s pleasure crested, her body tensed, every muscle coiled tight as a bowstring. With a keening wail, she came hard, her juices flooding his mouth and dripping down his chin. He lapped at her hungrily, prolonging her climax until she collapsed back onto the bed, spent and panting.

But Desi wasn’t finished with him yet. With a wicked grin, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his face, grinding her still-throbbing pussy against his mouth. At the same time, she leaned down and took his massive cock into her mouth, sucking hard and swirling her tongue around the sensitive head.

He groaned around her pussy, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. They were in the perfect sixty-nine position, each able to taste and feel every inch of the other’s most intimate parts.

As they licked and sucked, Desi felt his cock swell and pulse in her mouth, letting her know he was close. She redoubled her efforts, taking him deeper and massaging his balls with one hand while she frigged her clit with the other.

Her actions had the desired effect, and with a guttural moan, he exploded in her mouth, his hot seed shooting down her throat. She swallowed every drop, savoring the salty taste of his cum.

But even as he softened, Desi wasn’t done with him yet. With a wicked glint in her eye, she crawled down his body and positioned herself over his now-flaccid cock. She rubbed her slick pussy lips up and down his shaft, coating him in her juices and relishing the feel of him against her most sensitive flesh.

Slowly, she sank down onto him, letting him fill her up inch by delicious inch. He was huge, stretching her wide and making her gasp with pleasure. She rocked her hips, riding him slowly at first before picking up speed, impaling herself on his cock over and over again.

The room was filled with the slap of skin on skin, the creaking of the bed, and their combined moans and cries of ecstasy. Desi leaned forward, her hair cascading over her shoulders as she bounced on top of him, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises.

As they fucked, Desi felt a second orgasm building deep inside her. She reached down, rubbing her clit frantically as she rode him harder and faster. The sensation of his cock stretching her wide and the pressure of her own fingers on her clit was too much to bear, and with a scream of pure pleasure, she came again, her pussy clamping down on him like a vice.

The sensation of her pulsing, fluttering walls was too much for him, and with a roar, he came again, his cock pulsing and jerking deep inside her as he filled her with his seed.

They collapsed together, a tangle of sweaty limbs and heaving chests, both completely spent. But even as they caught their breath, Desi had a mischievous glint in her eye.

“You know,” she purred, looking down at his still-erect cock, “I think there’s still room for one more round…”

And with a wicked grin, she positioned herself over him once again, ready to begin anew.