Prompt
· English
Pitch-dark amateur night photo of real people, almost everything in black shadow, a faint light only on her face. The woman, a 43-year-old woman of West African descent with very deep brown skin with cool undertones, dark brown hair, warm brown eyes, thin fine eyebrows and a diamond-shaped face with high cheekbones, of average height, with a petite frame, sits beside him turned toward him with her upper body leaning down across his lap, her face just above his open fly, pinching his wet limp cock just behind the head with two fingertips, a hand's width below her chin; one strap of her emerald green slip dress slipped off her shoulder, one medium round breast bare, its nipple stiff, and the hem of her emerald green slip dress hiked up over her hips, her sheer mesh thong showing; she wears an emerald green slip dress, a gold choker and stacked gold rings on her fingers; her makeup is smoky eyes and deep berry lipstick, neatly applied; her hair is half up in a small twist, the rest falling in soft curls. Her face right there beside his soft cock is squeamish: eyes wide, staring at the tip of his cock, lips sealed tight, chin tucked in, a big gulp going down her throat, the cords of her neck standing out, nose wrinkled, brows knotted, thick white ropes of cum splattered across her cheek, the bridge of her nose and her forehead, her lips smeared white with cum, a heavy drop hanging from her chin, thick white drops of cum across her chest. Two people, one woman, and one man, the man is the waiter: the waiter is positioned directly in front of her, his lap beneath her face. The waiter, a tough Kazakh man in his thirties wearing a white shirt with a black waistcoat and black trousers, the black trousers open, waistband pulled low, cut at the chest by the frame edge, his belly, open fly, thighs and one arm in the frame, has 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 whole shaft wet and glossy with her saliva, a sticky white bead of cum at the tip, growing from his own groin among his pubic hair; his hand clamped around the back of her neck, his thumb and fingers squeezing both sides of it. The head of his wet limp cock pinched between two fingertips of her hand, her other three fingers fanned out stiffly, the shaft sagging from her fingertips down to his fly, her hand reached across onto his lap at his open fly; her back held stiff, her elbow tucked in against her side, her shoulders hunching up as she swallows. A private dining room of an expensive restaurant, heavy burgundy curtains, a leather booth behind a table with candles and wine glasses. Close three-quarter view from in front of his knees, at the height of his lap; close-up, the frame cut just below her breasts, her face large and sharp, her hand and his limp cock just below her chin. 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, heavy grain. Dim light and cool air, the secret, careful quiet of her very first time.