‘Harder, Nat, harder’. I gripped it hard with my teeth and moved it around, trying to work out where she wanted it. I also pushed one hand up my c...unt for lubrication then slowly moved it around her arse. She didn’t protest, and in fact seemed to give a moan of encouragement. A sigh. Had she cum? I thought so, and slackened slightly. After a pause, I looked up to see her smirking at me. ‘Well done, Nat, good job. Now, over the table. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.’ ‘Be gentle?’ ‘I’ll. I sent one of my stock cut and paste replies that said:'Some basic stats would be nice, but I don't meet guys for quickie sex'Knowing I probably wouldn't get a response back from that one either.Another guy had written:'Hi Jenny, I saw your ad and stunning picture and had to write. I'm a very oral Bi/MWM, 44, 5'8, 240, looking for a discreet meeting with a girl like you. Please let me know if you're interested'Again no picture, but 240lbs. at 5'9 is way too heavy for me, the Bi/very oral. Is that something that you think you might try?” I knew I had to be very careful here or I would ruin any chance I had to make this happen. “Baby, I think you know that your happiness has always been my most important goal. If it would be exciting for you then I would support it. Besides, if I was in the room then I couldn’t possibly get jealous and I know that your love for me is strong enough that you wouldn’t ever leave me for another man.” I paused for a moment and then looked over into. " Why the hell should she have to defend herself, she thought, feeling her anger rise."DAMNIT, SHAWNA, IT ISN'T ABOUT YOU!" Tony yelled, flinging himself away from the door, running his hands through his hair. "You know about his job, right?" Sure," she replied, confused, "he's waiting tables over at Montague's." He told you he's working table so you wouldn't worry. He worked the door at Montague's, until he got fired for not turning up last week. And he did it damned well, too." Marcus.