Jessica began to get greedy. She knotted my curly, black hair tight in her fists, squatting over me and mushing my messy mouth into her crotch.

"That's right, Jess," I breathed between licks, "use me! Use me like the whore you know I am!" I allowed her to take control.

And she did, stepping forward out of her panties, leaning me until my back was pressed against the cold tile and sat on her knees spread above me. I continued to stroke between her puffy pussylips with my tongue as she toyed her clit like she had done mine.

My best friend took my advice, using me like a sex...