The taste of Her…

I didn’t know it was a thing or thought I was wrong for doing it until one day I did with my then bff.

So, about 20 years ago, I had this best friend, let’s call her Mandy.

Mandy was a true pawg. She had a big, juicy ass, she always wore fullback panties (which I have a thing for-thats another story) and perfect thighs.

She wasn’t fat, she was thick. She was built perfectly. We became best friends over night, literally. I was working on campus and she came into the office I worked needing help, we started talking, started laughing, and just clicked.

We would hang out at each other’s apartments all the time. She would sleep in my bed, I, in hers. It was just a cool relationship. We were not having sex or anything. We just got along great. Guys always wanted to date her but never asked or assumed that she was dating me. I was in a fraternity but the sorority girls never really bothered me because they thought I was involved with her. I mean, there were a few who didn’t care but for the most part, it was all cool.