Prompt
· English
Amateur phone photo of real people. The woman, a 30-year-old woman of Central African descent with rich chestnut-brown skin, hair dyed pastel pink, warm brown eyes, thick straight eyebrows, a heart-shaped face with a pointed chin and freckles across her nose and cheeks, of average height, with an athletic build, sits cross-legged on the floor with her head tipped all the way back, her face turned straight up directly beneath his groin, her mouth wide open under his cock. Her face right there beside his soft cock shows eyes half-lidded and greedy on him, brows drawn up in the middle, cheeks burning, while one strap of her black cutout dress slipped off her shoulder leaves one full round breast bare with its nipple stiff and the hem of her black cutout dress hiked up over her hips reveals her black lace thong. She wears long crystal chandelier earrings and a thin diamond bracelet, dark red lips and long false lashes neatly applied, and her hair is loose and blow-dried with big soft volume. Two people, one woman, and one man, the man is the hookah man: he stands right over her, straddling her, his hips directly above her face. The hookah man, a massive Samoan man in his thirties with tribal tattoos on his arms and a shaved head wearing a black linen shirt and dark trousers, has the dark trousers belt unbuckled and hanging open, unbuttoned and unzipped, his face spent, breathing hard, a dazed grin down at her. His small, short completely limp soft uncut cock hangs straight down under its own weight from his open fly, soft and wrinkled, the loose foreskin covering the head at its lowest point, the shaft glossy with her saliva, a small sticky white bead of cum at the tip. His fingers squeeze the soft tip of his limp cock directly above her stuck-out tongue, a heavy thick white rope of cum stretching from its tip straight down into her open mouth, her tongue already coated thick and white. Sticky white strings of cum sit between her fingers and white drops rest on her collarbone. His legs are on either side of her. Her body leans back with her throat long and bare as her shoulders draw up in a frozen instant of movement. She wants it, having done it for him and now tidying up carefully, a little squeamish. The place is the open space between two sofas in a dim hookah lounge, smoke hanging under a low patterned ceiling lamp. The camera is low beside her shoulder, looking up. The framing is one single close shot on her upturned face, her face sharp, his cock coming into the frame from above, his body cut by the top edge of the frame. The photo style is an amateur phone snapshot with the direct on-camera flash, flat harsh light, unretouched skin with visible pores, small blemishes and shine on her forehead, high ISO grain, slightly soft focus, IMG_4471.JPG. Dim light and cool air fill the room, carrying the secret, careful quiet of her very first time.