The girl at the table behind you

As you sit on the edge of the table and catch your breath after the absolutely immense blowjob you just received, you feel a gentle tapping on your leg. Turning around, you find that the source is a portly man who bears a kind smile towards you. He's sitting with his family; his wife is another modified bimbo, practically a redheaded version of April, while his teenage daughter, also a redhead, is fairly average in appearance.

"Hi there, young man," he says, reaching out to shake your hand. "I'm George. This is my wife Christine, and this our lovely virgin daughter, Hillary." She gives a little wave, looking up at you shyly.

"Uh... I'm John," you reply, shaking his outstretched hand hesitantly as you try to piece together the meaning for this sudden introduction. He looks at you expectantly for several moments before you realize what he's after. As the awkward staring intensifies, it clicks.

"Oh! VIRGIN daughter! Right, right," you say with a nod, beginning to shed your clothes. Seeing that you get the message, George clears the table, pushing all of the trays and leftovers to the far end. Once there's room, Hillary begins to strip, climbing up onto the tabletop as she pulls off her blouse. She shakes her curly red hair free of the garment, after which it falls onto her perky little breasts. Slipping off her tight black leggings along with her panties, she lies on the table naked, spreading her legs for you.

"Thanks for taking the time to fuck me," the shy girl says quietly with a warmhearted smile. "I hope my pussy feels good."

Well, as if you weren't turned on enough already...

Having just finished piling your clothes on the floor, you climb up onto the table with her, stroking your hardening member as you kneel between her legs. Her parents look on bemusedly; the vacant-looking wife gives you a little wink while the father continues to smile contentedly. You can't help but notice the stark contrast between their daughter's behavior and your new girlfriend Carol's. She practically jumped you the moment she walked in the door, while this Hillary girl, at her father's prompting, is just waiting for you to take her. She's too shy to look you in the eye, looking off to the side with a nervous smile as her delicate body lies before you.

Grasping her trembling hip, you guide yourself inside her, slowly stretching her out as she cries out in both pleasure and pain. Her little mouth forms a perfect 'O' and her hips buck unsteadily as her body waffles between pulling away and bringing you in further. Grabbing her by the waist with both hands, you begin to fuck her in earnest, the whole booth shaking as you make her yours.

She's unusually vocal; as you press your shaft into her, unable to fit your whole length within her quivering wetness, her moans echo throughout the restaurant. A few heads turn, mostly men who are doubtless looking for a turn with the young girl. After seeing that she's not a D-cup, though, they immediately lose interest, returning to their meals and conversations. It's obvious, even to these strangers, that she belongs to you and you alone.

"Honey, did you pay the electric bill?" you hear her mother, Christine, speak up with curious eyes towards her husband.

"Yeah, that's already handled," George responds as he bites into his hamburger. "No need to worry about that."

"Good," Christine replies with a smile. "I can't have the power going out during the season finales of my shows next week..."

Even with you taking their daughter's virginity in public right in front of them, they still go about carrying a casual conversation...you're helplessly turned on by how nonchalant they are about this. Feeling the telltale waves of pleasure spreading from your groin as you continue to hear them chatter with one another, you know that you're about to let loose.