Bend her over the restaurant table
From Create Your Own Story
You stand, and lift her to stand with you, before pushing her forward to hold herself up on the table. Reaching under the frills, you then pull her pants down just enough to let you in. This reveals a cute little butt, that's nice and firm. You push yourself up under her into the hot flow of juice. As you prod her lips, teasing her just a bit.
"Mister, there's so many people around and it's broad daylight. I'm not sure this is okay." You don't skip a beat. "I'm going to make it all better. None of them matter to us anymore."
She turns to look at you, and smile of true happiness is on her mouth. Her large green eyes still glazed in passion. Her cheeks now turning red from her heat. "Fuck me, mister. Make it all better."
You don't need to be told twice. Placing both hands on her hips you pull her back, skewering her on your spear. Her cunt is a faucet, leaking her nectar down your shaft, dripping off you balls. You push to hilt. And out to the tip. And again. And again. And again.
Soon your in full throttle, the "smack-smack-smack" of your scrotum hitting her drenched clit. Her high pitch moans have turned to ear piercing squeals in her heightened state of arousal. People are stopping, staring, even recording and masturbating at the sight. It turns you on to no end. Her tutu brushing your neck is somehow even more stimulating.
Everything is so perfect right now. Your jewels start to swell and you redouble the speed, cramming deeper into this blonde's hot snatch. She gets the table in a white knuckled grip and shrieks a sound like a banshee. Her burning tunnel puts your prick in a choke hold as she orgasms and that's all you can take. You let rope, after rope, of hot spunk off insider her. Now you collect your breath and:
