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Digital fashion illustration, painterly rendering with heavy visible brushstrokes, harsh warm top-light cutting sharp shadows across the frame, deep amber and umber tones against a muted cream studio backdrop. A tall Scandinavian woman on her knees, long straight platinum-blonde hair plastered forward and to the side with spit and a single thick strand sticking to her cheek, fair skin flushed deep crimson across her cheeks and throat, blue eyes wide and watering with a tear cutting a wet track down her temple, red-painted lips stretched impossibly around the full girth of a thick veiny cock, teeth gripping the flesh, her tongue pressed flat against the roof of her mouth, the balls of his dick jammed ball-deep into the back of her throat, a wet glistening sheen of saliva and a small arc of yellow-white vomit splattering from the corner of her parted lips. The man's fist is locked around the back of her head, knuckles bone-white, forearm veins bulging and roped, fingers splayed into her hair, holding her head pinned so the shaft is buried to the hilt, a thick white stream of cum beginning to splash out and coat the inside of her stretched cheeks, his jaw clenched, brow furrowed, eyes squeezed shut in full lost-control release, his other hand braced on his own hip with fingers dug into the fabric. Her shoulders hunched forward, one bare shoulder blade lifting above the twisted champagne-ivory quilted-diamond corset, the off-shoulder draped satin sleeves pooling at her elbows, the pearl choker and gold cross pendant pressed against her arched neck, one hand flat on the floor with red-painted nails splayed and gripping the surface, the pointed stiletto heels with curled red toes visible behind her, the single frozen instant of him climaxing deep in her gagging throat while his fist keeps her pinned and trapped, a second spurt of cum and a fresh splash of puke catching the harsh light mid-air.

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