It wasn’t until I felt her tongue against my clit that I really understood the difference between being with a man and being with a woman.

Women aren’t just softer and gentler as lovers, they understand my body in a way a man never will. She knew just how hard to press and just how quickly to move her tongue to drive me to the brink of orgasm in a matter of minutes. 

And that was just Allie, the woman who was lying under me.

I was on all fours, and Jenn was behind me, thrusting two fingers into my pussy. She knew precisely where my G spot was and she was sliding her fingers hard against it. I could only hope my fiancé would learn to be half the lover my former college roommates were turning out to be.

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