My finger hovered over the mouse button. Should I really be doing this? I mean, wasn’t internet dating for saddos and perverts that couldn’t get laid? I had no problem getting laid, but for some reason, guys always wanted to stick around after sex. Whereas I was just after a mind-blowing fuck, and then get on with my life. I didn’t have time to mess around with dating and relationships, that kind of crap. So I clicked the button, and that was it. The ad was live.

As I pulled up outside his house, I couldn’t help but smile. I knew why I was here, he knew why I was here, and I was shivering in anticipation. I saw a net downstairs twitching. I wonder what excuse he has given to his parents, I thought. Then another twitch, from upstairs this time. He’d seen me.

It was just the heat, she told herself. Making her horny, needy. Making that sensitive nub of flesh between her legs throb and her pussy clench as if it were trying to grab something and pull it deep inside her wet warmth.