My name is Paola and I'm 18 years old, originally from Nigeria but currently residing in the United States with my best friend who's also a Nigerian lesbian couple of thirty years old. We've been inseparable since childhood and have grown up together, sharing all sorts of secrets and memories that no one else knows about us.

We're standing in our bathtub right now, completely naked except for our navel piercings which are gleaming under the dim light emanating from outside. I'm displaying my long legs as we kiss, spitting saliva into each other's mouths, making a mess everywhere. My best friend has big breasts that are jiggling slightly with every movement she makes and her toes are pointed upwards in an attempt to reach me higher.

The water is cold but we're too caught up in the moment to care about the temperature. We've been together for years now and I can honestly say that this is our favorite spot - where we come to relax after a long day of dealing with the stresses of life as young lesbians living in America.

We're not just any ordinary couple either; we have something special going on between us that no one else can understand. We love each other deeply but there's also an unspoken tension whenever we're together - like two magnets who keep getting drawn towards each other despite their opposite charges.

And then of course, there's the wet and messy part of our lovemaking routine which usually happens after we've finished kissing and just