I dropped to my knees. I wanted to taste her. Her cunt tasted sweet, and she was horny. She put her hands behind my head and shoved my face into her pussy. I ate her with enthusiasm, feeling her clit harden against my tongue. When Jess did this much cocaine, she became insatiable sexually. I knew my night would be a quest to satisfy her need for multiple orgasms. My oral skills were up to the task. The mild buzz from the wine that had set in gave me unusual focus.

Over the years, I probably had spent dozens of hours eating out Jess. I could find her g-spot without...