Jayne smiled at Susan, watching her writhe. "What's wrong, Susan? You're twisting your ass around as if you've got something tickling your cunt."

Susan smiled a soft and almost mysterious smile. "I've been feeling strange the past day or so," she said. "No, I'm not getting ill. I'm sure you know what I mean, Jayne. If anyone would know, it would surely be you."

"I believe I do know," Jayne smiled back. "You're a hot-assed woman Susan. You re probably hotter than even you suspect?

"Don't bet on that," Susan grinned wickedly, licking her tongue over her lips. "I've discovered something about myself in the past few days..and you started it; damn you!"

"We're two of a kind, you know that, Susan?" Jayne replied, stretching. Her tits arched and swelled, and she shoved her long legs out, spreading them.!'Both just a couple of hot-cunt females without a man to, fuck us."

Susan stared at those long, creamy thighs, gazing up between them. She 1gouLd sea the blonde cunt hairs curling along one side of Jaynes cant. -Her own pussy responded with a wild throb of desire.

When Jayne lowered her hands, she brushed them under her tits, cupping them for a brief moment. She looked straight at Susan as she caressed her body, then her thighs, and finally placed both her hands on her cunt. She pulled the wide leg of her sun suit to one side, brazenly revealing her blonde-haired cunt. She began to stroke her cut slowly, her eyes burning.

"How would you like to fuck, Susan?" Jayne asked in a low, husky voice.

"I'd love to," Susan replied, watching Jayne feel herself up. "But we seem to be fresh out of hard cock."

Jayne laughed. "That's more like it, Susan! It's time you broke out of your cocoon and admitted you're a hot-assed woman. But we don't need a hard cock to fuck, you know."