It Happened In New Delhi

She’s got long dark hair, a tattoo on her forehead, and full traditional jewelry — looks like she stepped out of a modern Bollywood scene. Starts in a bedroom, peeling off her sari slow, then gets on her knees and goes deep on a strapon, tongue out, lips stretched. Cuts to her bending over the bed, ass in the air, fingering herself before taking a dildo from behind. Moves to a white chair in the living room, topless, spreading her legs wide while working the toy inside her with long nails. The lighting stays soft, natural, close-ups linger on her face and tits. You don’t see a guy once — just her, alone, in full control.