Radhika, an Indian beauty, lay on her bed, her nude body glowing in the soft light of the room. Her perfect boobs, firm and round, with dark nipples, were a sight to behold. She ran her hands over her body, feeling the softness of her skin, the curves of her hips, and the firmness of her breasts.
She heard a knock on the door and quickly covered herself with a sheet. It was her neighbor, Mark, a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes.
“Hey, Radhika, I saw the light on and thought I’d check to see if you’re okay,” he said, concern etched on his face.
