Forbidden Restaurant Rendezvous: Mariana Gets Wild Bathroom Sex!

The air in the upscale restaurant buzzed with hushed conversations and the clinking of silverware. But for Mariana, it was a suffocating prelude to something much more exciting. Her eyes kept drifting toward Danner, the waiter, a smoldering glint reflecting in his dark eyes. The subtle brush of his hand as he placed her wine glass had sent shivers down her spine.

"I need some air," she murmured, rising from the table. Her destination: the dimly lit bathroom tucked away at the end of a hallway. The stale scent of cleaning products hung heavy, mixing with the faint aroma of expensive perfume.

Danner followed, his steps silent and purposeful. He locked the door, the click echoing in the small space. "Mariana," he breathed, his voice husky. "I couldn't wait any longer." He took her face in his hands, his thumbs tracing the curve of her cheekbones. The tattoos on his arms seemed to writhe as he pulled her closer.

Their kiss was immediate and ravenous. Danner's hands roamed over her body, lingering on the swell of her big tits straining against her dress. He unzipped the back, the fabric pooling around her feet. The air conditioning sent goosebumps across her skin. He dropped to his knees, his mouth finding her. A moan escaped her lips as his tongue danced and teased, bringing her to the edge.

He stood, lifting her onto the cold porcelain counter. He quickly undid his belt and pulled out his big dick. Fucking standing up was risky, exhilarating. He entered her with a forceful thrust, her legs wrapping around his waist. The room vibrated with the intensity of their encounter. They moved in a frantic rhythm, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing off the tile walls. He flipped her around into a reverse cowgirl position, and the world started to spin. He was breathing heavy now.

"Don't stop," she gasped, clutching his shoulders. Cum in mouth was her desire, and he knew it.

The door rattled. Someone was trying to get in. Their eyes met, a mixture of fear and excitement flashing between them. They continued, ignoring the impatient knocks. He came deep inside her mouth, a final, desperate act of defiance.

They quickly straightened their clothes, the taste of sex lingering in the air. As they walked out, they straightened their clothes and acted like nothing had happen. Under the table they both knew that this public sex was far from over.