Heartless Hookup

Unfortunately for you, I have no problems bending the truth in order to get exactly what I want. And what I want is you, in my bed, as soon as possible. A quick edit to my dating profile and a sweetly worded message is all it takes to get you to match with me. You fall right into my trap, you eat up every word I say, it’s clear you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. At dinner the next night, I feed you every line you’ve ever wanted to hear. And you hang on my every word! You poor thing. I convince you to go home with me, despite your insistence on your Christian values… and before you know it you’re in my bed, convinced that you’ve finally found a nice girl that really wants to settle down with you. This feels different, it feels special. Pretty soon we are kissing and falling in love, as far as you can tell. As our clothes start to come off, and things heat up, you can feel a shift in my energy. I’m not paying you much attention at all… beyond what you can do for me while we’re naked. This doesn’t feel how you expected. It feels like I’m just using you to cum… over and over again by the way. And I’m not returning any favors here, I get more demanding and selfish until finally I tell you to hurry up and cum on my ass. Before you even have time to put your boxers back on, I’ve called you an uber. And oh, what’s your name again?