Mia’s Body Was On Fire, Every Curve Begging To Be Touched, Her Skin Slick With Sweat As She Arched Into The Heat Of The Night.
My Indian Wife’s Dusky Skin Glistens With Sweat As She Bends Over The Kitchen Counter, Her Silk Saree Hitching Up To Reveal The Curve Of Her Thigh.
Indian, Skin Glowing With Sweat, Fingers Tracing Slow Circles Down My Spine, Voice A Low Growl Against My Ear.
