Dinner plans? Check. Hard doggystyle over the dinner table? Double check. She's there, ass up, pussy ready, as he lines up and slams in, fucking her fast and hard. The table's a shaking, creaking mess, cutlery dancing like it's got a life of its own. Every thrust sends her forward, her hands clawing at the tablecloth. He's a man on a mission, his hips pistoning, his cock slamming home, hungry for her tight cunt. dinner's getting cold, but who cares? This is the main event.