When Carmen was gone, Erica stood in front of her mirror, naked, holding her crotch. She relived the moment Carmen's tongue first touched her and it caused her vagina to moisten. She had wanted it for a long time, but she didn't know how to make it happen. One wrong move and their friendship could have been destroyed. She couldn't chance that. Carmen had always been her best friend and she needed her, she loved her.

When Carmen started that fake kiss, Erica seized the moment. Obviously, the sexual tension between them hadn't been in her imagination because it only took the slightest poke of her wet tongue tip to...