The sultry Bollywood starlet, her almond eyes gleaming with mischief, knew that the script for today’s shoot was as bland as a bowl of unsalted porridge. But she had other ideas. As the director called for a break, she slipped into the shadows of the grandiose film set, her heart racing with the thrill of the forbidden. She leaned against the velvet drapes, her vibrant sari hugging her curvaceous figure like a lover’s embrace. With a coy smile playing on her lips, she slowly raised the silken fabric, revealing her exquisitely manicured pussy, already glistening with desire. Her fingers danced over her slick folds, the delicate lace of her panties doing little to hide the show she was about to put on. The sound of the film crew’s chatter grew distant as she let out a soft moan, her breath hitching as she teased her clit with the precision of a maestro. The air grew thick with anticipation as she grew wetter,
