In the midst of a lavish penthouse apartment, adorned with the finest silks and gilded accents, a woman lay on the bed. The room was bathed in a warm, bright light, casting long shadows that danced upon the ceiling. She was of middle eastern descent, her skin a rich, olive tone that glowed in the soft light. Her long, dark hair cascaded over the pillows like a waterfall, framing her face and accentuating her high cheekbones and full lips.
But it was her breasts that truly commanded attention. They were huge, perfect globes of flesh that defied gravity, tipped with dark, erect nipples that begged to be touched. She ran her fingers over them, teasing herself as she waited for her lover to join her.
He entered the room, a tall, broad-shouldered man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jaw. He was naked, his cock already hard and throbbing with desire. He crossed the room, his eyes never leaving hers, and climbed onto the bed.
He began with gentle kisses, starting at her lips and working his way down her neck. He nibbled at her earlobes, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her chest into his touch.
He trailed his lips down her body, licking and nibbling at her sensitive skin. He reached her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer.
He teased her other nipple with his fingers, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. She was writhing beneath him now, her hips bucking as she begged for more.
