Susan blushed, yet she could not take her eyes off Jayne's crotch.

"I'll tell you what, Susan," Jayne said in a throaty voice. "Let's play. I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

"Jayne, that's silly!" Susan blushed.

"It's not as silly as you think." Jayne sat up, but kept her legs wide. She deliberately began to rub her cunt. "We're grown women, Susan. And we're both without a man. Hell, we get hot, don't we? There isn't anything wrong with us having a little fun with each other. Those kids of ours are doing it, so why shouldn't we?"

"But I've never..

"Felt another woman?" Jayne finished for her. "You'll like it, Susan. I certainly enjoy feeling another cunt. Come on, pull your dress up and let's see your pretty pussy."

But Susan could hardly move: She sat rigid, shivering as she gazed at Jayne rubbing her pussy. She was beginning to breathe fast and hot, and her cunt was steaming. Jayne got to her feet and moved to Susan, then dropped to her knees before her. She placed her hands on Susan's knees, and Susan jumped.

"You're a hot one, too," Jayne said in a husky voice. "I can always tell when a woman or man is a hot one. I knew you had a hot ass when we first met, Susan."

Jayne ran her hands underneath Susan's dress, feeling her creamy thighs. Susan shivered but couldn't stop the woman. She didn't want to stop her… she wanted it to continue. She felt the woman's hands moving on her thighs, brushing between them and caressing the soft inner surfaces. The hands shoved her skirt up to her waist.

"Lovely legs," Jayne murmured as she looked at Susan's thighs. "And from what I can see through those panties, you've got one hairy cunt, Susan."

Susan trembled as she looked down, watch Jayne's fingers slipping up and down her thighs, barely touching her pantied cunt. Somehow she wasn't sure if she did it or if Jayne did it her thighs were open, open wide. Her ass was pulled to the edge of the chair, and Jayne was kissing her legs, her moist tongue licking the flesh.