Flashlight confessions: a nighttime encounter in the pitch-black room of an emo e-girl

In the pitch-black room, illuminated only by the flash of a cell phone, a tall girl lay tied to a bed. She was clad in an oversized XL white T-shirt, her long legs splayed open, revealing a slender athletic frame, rounded hips, and smaller buttocks. Her dirty blonde hair, parted directly above her right eye, flowed down to her shoulders. Despite the dark eyeliner and makeup reminiscent of an emo aesthetic, her face was detailed, with full lips and lively eyes. As she looked up at me from between her legs, a mix of confusion, sadness, and disappointment filled her gaze. Her wet pussy glistened in the dim light, and as I entered her, she began to orgasm, her body convulsing slightly.