Outdoor patio table bears the weight as blonde waitress Bennett plants her hands down and arches into the bald guys thrusts, her white shirt gaping open while greenery frames the raw action. She grips a notebook tight, braid dangling loose as he stands behind her in dark shirt and pumps steady against her hips, lanterns glowing softly overhead. Bennett twists slightly with parted lips, holding position while his hands clamp her curves and the rhythm builds harder near the wooden door. Table rocks under their motion, her legs braced wide as he leans in closer, driving the encounter raw and unfiltered until sweat beads on skin.
