In the beginning he was happy to have her around, Lisa was different to other women, she understood George’s way of life, his hopes, his dreams, his...needs. The problems had started one night when she’d had a few too many drinks, Lisa had got carried away and made a pass at one of his friends, making it quite clear she was available to him if he wanted her. Things had got worse, Lisa started propositioning more and more of his friends, soon they stopped coming to visit him. After that Lisa. He almost felt like he couldn't breath. Was she serious, or was she just teasing him? "That's good too," she told him. "Women like a man that just goes after what he wants. Slow and soft is nice, but so is hard and fast. You should always just follow your instincts when it comes to pleasing a woman. She'll let you know if she likes it, or if you're stepping over the line." "Isn't there any way to know where the line is before you cross it?" He asked cautiously. "I mean, going for it may seem. ”Mac raised an eyebrow. “So noted,” he said. Then he sunk his thick meat into her hot, wet pussy.“Oh, God, Mac!” she moaned. “You’re so deep in me. It feels so good!”While he thrust into her pussy, he couldn’t help but think about how tight her ass would be. The thought got him so revved that he started pumping into her like a jackhammer. He reached down to play with her clit and had them both exploding in seconds.“Holy fuck, Grace!” Mac cried out as he erupted inside her. “You’re so fucking. Kimm… I only had French and English in common with them, so I was really bummed out about that. When the bell rung I went to my first class, French, I wasn’t seated with anyone I knew and they seemed like jerks so I didn’t bother talking to them, but little did I know I that he was in my class. The next period was Math and the teacher was so boring, and once again he was in there… after math I had English and that was also a bore, but same thing… he was in that class. After English I had Lunch.