Prompt
· English
Pitch-dark amateur night photo of real people, almost everything in black shadow, a faint light only on her face. brutalsex between a man and a woman., The woman, a 35-year-old woman of Caribbean descent with warm golden-tan skin, soft black hair with brown glints, dark brown eyes, soft rounded eyebrows, a square face with a strong jaw and a faint scar through one eyebrow, of average height, with a curvy figure, has her eyes squeezed shut and mouth wide open in a long moan with brows knotted and a soft pink blush on her cheeks. Her body is bent forward at the waist with both palms flat on the handrail along the wall, her ass pushed back and up, and her head turned back over her shoulder. Her grey sheer chiffon blouse is still on, while her navy wool short skirt is yanked up and bunched at her waist as a roll of fabric, leaving her bare hips below it, her bare ass and pussy uncovered, and her lace thong pulled down to one knee. Her hair is in a sleek tight bun, and she wears thin black eyeliner and soft rose lipstick that remain neat and intact. The patrol guard, a giant barrel-chested man in his thirties with slicked-back hair and heavy stubble, stands behind her with one huge hand clamped on her hip, fingers sinking into her flesh, and his other huge hand fisted in her hair pulling her head back. He wears a dark blue security jumper stretched over his belly with a badge on the chest, and his uniform trousers are open and pushed down his thighs. His rock-hard uncut cock is out, the foreskin pulled back behind a swollen purple head, the shaft straight with a vein running up the underside. His eyes are on the back of her neck, his mouth open in a hungry groan, his brows low, and a flush crosses his cheeks. He fucks her brutally hard from behind, grunting and growling above her, his tongue dragging up her neck to her ear, each thrust driving a gasp out of her. His cock slams in to the base, veins standing out on the shaft, his balls pressed against her, and her juices are smeared down the shaft. They are in a glass panoramic elevator car with a dark empty atrium behind the glass, a steel frame, and a brass handrail, the floor indicator frozen between two numbers. The camera is close at the control panel on the wall beside them, the lens level with the buttons, looking sideways at the two of them in a full-length shot with the floor of the car at the bottom of the frame and her face sharp and clear. A cold white LED strip in the ceiling provides light. The photo style is a very dark underexposed phone photo taken in near darkness, most of the frame deep black, only a faint dim light on her face, crushed blacks, and heavy grain. The floor indicator is frozen on a dead number, and the whole tower is quiet around the stopped car.