If I were a guy, he would have probably misinterpreted her answer and let her mull things over for a while longer, while unbeknownst to him, she would...have mulled a cruel break up during that time period. Me, I knew my way around hints. Well, no, I sucked at them actually, but I knew that it was a loud and clear invitation, and I was more than ready to face the storm. I had no idea how true those words would ring. Dressing in my best clothes, a pair of pants and a t-shirt – I’m a struggling. But first things first. If you beat up someone, whether it’s a dude or a bitch, they’re going to fear you for a while. But eventually they’ll get enough courage to either squeal to the pigs or get some of their friends and come after you. If you humiliate them, you break something inside of them. It’s psychological. You humiliated a woman, you make her less than what she once was. She’s going to think about you long after it’s over. I know how to break women like Mandy. She’s a silly white. No matter my resolve to stop seeing her, one look from her and I was once again smitten and under her spell. I had been looking forward to spending time with her but she called and cancelled due to a friend that wanted to go out and chat about a breakup. My roommate sensed the opportunity to drag me out and didn’t waste much time. “Let’s go cruise and chat with girls. She won’t say you two are dating anyway, so what will it hurt?” I agreed and off we went. Out and about, teenage life at its. I slowly stuck my tongue into Rachel's pussy, and simultaneously inserted a finger into her ass. I knew she wasn't generally a fan of ass play, but something told me she wouldn't mind it so much tonight. She moaned when I tongue fucked her pussy but started to protest when she felt my finger in her ass. "No," she said, but she didn't sound totally convinced that she didn't want it in there. "Just relax and you'll love it, trust me," I told her. I resumed fucking her pussy with my tongue.