Maybe you should teach me how.

"Maybe you should teach me how." Jessica responded as she pulled her T-shirt off over her head and tossed it on the floor. Marissa stood up and rushed into Jessica's arms, kissing her passionately. They made their way over to the bed in a frenzy of kissing and groping, never breaking contact with each other. Marissa pushed Jessica down on the bed and hooked her fingers into the waistband of Jessica's panties, sliding them off and on to the floor.