The romantic candlelit dinner had been meticulously planned to perfection. The aromatic scent of curry filled the air, mingling with the sweet bouquet of jasmine that emanated from the fresh garlands adorning the table. The Indian woman, a vision in her sari, watched with a mischievous smile as her lover’s eyes grew dark with desire. However, the evening took an unexpected turn when a spilled glass of wine led to a playful food fight. Laughing and breathless, they ended up on the floor, surrounded by the remnants of their meal. In the heat of the moment, the damp fabric of her sari clung to her, revealing the allure of her wet pussy. His hunger for her overtook the hunger for food, and with a feral growl, he tore the fabric away, making her the main course of their carnally-charged feast. Her sweet nectar tantalized his taste buds as he devoured her with a passion that could rival the fieriest of Indian dishes. The sound of their flesh slapping together echo
