The 21 year old woman with dirty blonde hair stands on the rooftop her toned body glistening in sunlight

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The sun beat down on the rooftop as she gazed out over the city. Her dirty blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face and striking blue eyes. Her skin was fair and smooth, glowing with a hint of tan from the summer months.

She stood tall but petite frame was almost ethereal against the concrete backdrop of the building. The wind rustled through her locks as she leaned forward, her eyes locked on something in the distance. Big tits pushed up against her tight tank top as she shifted weight from one foot to the other.

Her perky butt and toned legs glistened with a thin layer of sweat, hinting at hours spent soaking up the sun. She had an unmistakable air about her - seductive, confident, but also subtly vulnerable. It was this last quality that drew him in like a moth to flame.

He watched from across the rooftop as she leaned back against the railing, eyes still fixed on some point beyond the city limits. The way the sunlight danced through her hair made it seem almost otherworldly. He found himself drawn closer, despite knowing he should keep his distance.

The air around her seemed to shimmer and heat up as he approached, like a magnetic field pulling him in. She didn't even flinch when he stood behind her, close enough to feel the warmth emanating from her skin.

Slowly she turned to face him, dark blue eyes locking onto his own with an unspoken challenge. The rooftop around them seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of them suspended in a world of their own making.

And then there was nothing but heat and touch as he wrapped himself around her like a second skin. The city faded into the background, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing and soft moans. It was just them now - and they were the only ones who mattered.