The Temptress of the East

In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya lived. She was a rare gem, a perfect body nude Indian woman with almond-shaped brown eyes, high cheekbones, and a mane of thick, black hair that cascaded down her back. Her body was a masterpiece, with curves in all the right places and a pair of perfect boobs that were the envy of every woman in the city.

Priya was a successful businesswoman who had built her empire from the ground up. She was fiercely independent and didn’t need a man to make her happy. But that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy the company of a good-looking man from time to time.

One evening, while working late at the office, she heard a knock at the door. She turned to see a tall, handsome stranger standing in the doorway. His name was Raj, and he was the new IT consultant that her company had hired.

Priya couldn’t help but feel a spark of attraction as she looked at Raj. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. His muscles bulged beneath his shirt, and she couldn’t help but wonder what he looked like underneath.

Raj couldn’t take his eyes off of Priya either. He had heard stories about her, about her beauty and her success. But nothing could have prepared him for the sight of her in the flesh.

“I’m sorry to bother you,” Raj said, his voice low and deep. “But I’m having some trouble with the server, and I was hoping you could help me.”

Priya smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Of course, I’d be happy to help,” she said, standing up from her desk. “But first, why don’t we get to know each other a little better?”

Raj nodded, his heart racing as Priya walked towards him. She reached up and brushed a strand of hair from his face, her fingers lingering on his skin.

“You’re very handsome,” she said, her voice a whisper.

Raj felt a shiver run down his spine as Priya’s lips brushed against his ear. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Was this beautiful, successful woman really flirting with him?

Priya could feel the tension between them, and she knew that it was time to make her move. She reached down and took Raj’s hand, leading him towards the couch in the corner of the room.

“Why don’t we sit down and talk for a while?” she said, her voice dripping with suggestion.

Raj nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Was he really about to have sex with this beautiful, successful woman?

As they sat down on the couch, Priya leaned in close to Raj, her lips brushing against his. He responded eagerly, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned with pleasure.

Priya’s hands roamed over Raj’s body, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. She could feel his erection growing harder as she touched him, and she knew that it was time to take things to the next level.

She stood up and pulled off her dress, revealing her perfect body underneath. Raj’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her, his mouth going dry as he looked at her perfect boobs.

Priya smiled and walked over to him, straddling his lap as she kissed him deeply. Her hands reached down and undid his pants, freeing his erection.

Raj moaned as he felt Priya’s hand wrap around his cock, stroking him gently as she kissed him. He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, and he knew that he needed to be inside her.

Priya must have sensed his need, because she lifted herself up and positioned herself above him. He could feel the tip of his cock brush against her wetness, and he moaned with pleasure as she slowly lowered herself onto him.

They moved together, their bodies becoming one as they lost themselves in the moment. Priya’s breasts bounced with each thrust, and Raj couldn’t help but reach up and cup them in his hands.

Priya moaned as he touched her, her nails digging into his shoulders as she rode him harder. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew that it was

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