As I lay on the bed, my
Indian girlfriend leaned over me, her luscious breasts spilling out of her tight top. I couldn't resist the urge to reach up and cup them in my hands, feeling their weight and softness. She moaned as I squeezed and massaged them, her nipples hardening under my touch. I couldn't wait any longer, I had to taste them. I pulled her top down, revealing her perfect, round breasts. I took one in my mouth, sucking and licking, while my hand played with the other. She arched her back, pushing her chest into my face, urging me on. I couldn't get enough of her juicy tits, they were like a sweet addiction. I moved my mouth to the other breast, giving it the same attention, while my hand trailed down to her panties. She was already wet and ready for me. As I slid my fingers inside her, she moaned even louder, her hips bucking against my hand. I couldn't resist any longer, I had to have her. I pulled her panties off and entered her, feeling her tightness and wetness envelop me. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer as we moved together in perfect rhythm. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, driving me wild. I couldn't hold back any longer, I exploded inside her, both of us crying out in pleasure. As we lay there, panting and spent, I couldn't help but think how lucky I was to have such a sexy, naughty girlfriend with big, juicy tits. It was like a dream come true, and I couldn't wait to do it all over again.
