Stepbrother Enjoys Indian Delights in the Kitchen As I walked into the kitchen, the aroma of Indian spices filled the air. My
stepbrother, who had been living in India for the past year, was back home and cooking up a storm. I couldn't resist the seductive smell and made my way over to the stove. As I watched him move around the kitchen with ease, I couldn't help but admire his muscular arms and toned body. He had always been attractive, but his time in India had added a new exoticness to him. I leaned against the counter, my big tits pressing against the cool surface, and watched as he added more spices to the dish. He caught me staring and gave me a sly smile, knowing the effect he had on me. As he finished cooking, he handed me a plate of the most delicious Indian food I had ever tasted. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure as I took a bite. He chuckled at my reaction and leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to my ear. Have you ever tried thumbjila before? he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. I shook my head, my heart racing with anticipation. He reached for a jar of thumbjila and opened it, revealing a thick, creamy sauce. He dipped his finger in and brought it to my lips, his eyes never leaving mine. I eagerly licked the sauce off his finger, savoring the spicy and sweet flavors. But that was just the beginning. He then pulled out a chaina girl xxx, a traditional Indian dessert, and fed it to me, his fingers brushing against my lips. The combination of the sweet dessert and his touch was almost too much to handle. As we finished our meal, I couldn't help but feel grateful for my
stepbrother's time in India. Not only had he brought back delicious recipes, but he had also become even more irresistible. I couldn't wait to explore more of his Indian delights in the kitchen.
