Prompt
· English
Amateur phone photo of real people. The woman's head sits on her neck and shoulders right above her chest, pressed against the shoulder of the man behind her, her face in three-quarter view with a soft even pink glow on her cheeks, her nose scrunched, her eyes darting to the man in front of her, a gleeful giggle held in and puffing out her cheeks. She is a 24-year-old woman of Indigenous North American descent with rich chestnut-brown skin, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, soft rounded eyebrows and a heart-shaped face with a pointed chin, of average height, with a soft heavyset build. She sits on the edge of the sofa back, the man behind her standing behind the sofa, her feet on the seat and her knees wide apart. Her hips are pushed forward against his hands, her back curved. One hand grips the back of a chair beside her, and one hand still holds up a tray with coffee cups, the cups rattling. She wears a tight black shirt dress uniform with the cafe logo and a short black apron lifted up to her waist by the man behind her, her lace thong pulled aside and tucked into the crease of her thigh. Her bare pussy shows plump puffy outer lips and soft inner labia that open like petals, her lips slick and puffy, sliding open and shut under his fingers, clear wet strings of her juices between them. Three people close together in front, one woman, and two men, and other men around them in the room: the first man is pressed behind her and the second man is right in front of her. The first man is a tough Kazakh man in his thirties with a crew cut, wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark jeans, his mouth at her ear, grinning and whispering filth, his strong rough working hands, thick veins and calloused fingertips yanking her uniform dress up with one hand, pushing his other hand down between her thighs from behind her hip and rubbing her clit hard in fast tight circles with two fingertips, pressing in with confidence. The second man is a heavyset Arab man in his forties, wearing a white t-shirt, a leather jacket and blue jeans, his back and the back of his head toward the lens, the back of his head and one shoulder in the near foreground, cut by the side edge of the frame, a little soft, his big rough hands with thick calloused fingers, hairy knuckles and swollen veins across the backs kneeling on one knee in front of her, looking from her pussy up to her face, both his hands on the insides of her thighs, holding them wide open. The party at full blast just past their hiding spot, the three of them giggling in the shadows. Bright neon signs in the windows and white light over the counter. A retro diner at night where she works as a waitress on her shift, red vinyl booths and a long counter with stools, tucked into a dark corner, half behind a pillar, a group of men at the next table laughing among themselves, their eyes on each other. From a table close to the side at seated eye level, past the back of the man in front of her, looking at her face in three-quarter view, tight close shot, her figure filling the frame, her face large and sharp, the frame cut at mid-thigh. Low-light phone photo, high ISO noise and grain, slightly soft focus, a touch of motion blur, muddy shadows, a warm white-balance cast, visible JPEG compression, IMG_4471.JPG.