Prompt
· English
Amateur polaroid photo of real people. The woman, a 39-year-old woman of East Asian descent with warm golden-tan skin, hair dyed cherry red, warm brown eyes, sharply angled eyebrows, an angular face with hollow cheeks and a small birthmark on one cheek, tall, with a lean wiry build, kneels on the floor under the table between his knees facing him with her bottom sitting on the floor between her heels, looking up at him, holding his soft cock in her loosely closed fist beside her cheek. Her face right there beside his soft cock is tender: a soft loving look up at him, brows raised, a light blush, with a small white spot of cum on the neckline of her dress. She wears a champagne dress with a neckline cut down to her navel, her breasts held only by the edges of the fabric, along with a gold choker and stacked gold rings on her fingers, smoky eyes and deep berry lipstick neatly applied, and hair sleek and straight with a sharp middle part. Two people, one woman, and one man, the man is the bartender: The bartender, a big Irish man in his thirties with a red beard, a flattened boxer's nose and freckled heavy arms wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a short black apron and black trousers, sits at the table with his legs and lap below the tabletop, his face flushed and smiling down at her, his black trousers unbuttoned and unzipped with the waistband spread open, revealing a small, short soft uncut cock out of his open fly, limp and heavy in her grip, the loose foreskin wrinkled over the head, only the tip peeking out, the shaft glossy with her saliva, a small sticky white bead of cum at the tip, growing from his own groin among his pubic hair. His soft cock is held up in her loosely closed fist beside her cheek, both clearly visible in the frame, while her body leans forward with her head bowed low under the tabletop, her hair brushing its edge, her shoulder pressed against his knee, her head tilting slowly toward him in a frozen instant of movement, wanting more of him after making him come. The scene takes place in a secluded booth at the back of a dark bar, a curtain half drawn, glasses on the table. The camera is positioned from behind her under the table at a half turn, capturing a close shot as a horizontal landscape frame, cut at her waist, with her back and hair in the foreground and her face in three-quarter profile at his lap, keeping her face sharp and his soft cock beside it in the same continuous view. The atmosphere is a heavy, breathless privacy, the darkness around them, only their skin catching the light.
