Jasmine loves it

Jasmine moaned slightly. "Oh honey." She looked around. No one else was in the back room si she locked the door. She slid her tits out and walked back to the woman in the chair.

Emma left Tracy's tongue dangle. Then she flicked the nipple in front of her. Then her lips latched on to it.

Jasmine lifted her leg over Tracy's nubile body. She straddled the teenage girl with the mind of a middle age housewife. The mind mind of the middle age housewife had changed. She now knew how to please a woman. Any memories of sexual encounters with men vanished and were replaced with intense sexual experiences with women.

Tracy's mouth sucked and kissed and licked Jasmine's tits as Jasmine threw her head back. Jasmine mashed her luscious tits into Tracy's face as Emma succumbed to unbridled pleasure.

Soon they we're both naked. They rubbed their tits and pussies against each other. They kissed deeply, tasting each other, Their fingers dug into their hair.

Jasmine grabbed Tracy's hair and shoved it to her glistening pussy. Emma's mind didn't hesitate to dive in. She licked and nibbled the pussy lips and clit with the expertise of a middle age lesbian even though she never touched a woman like this before.

Jasmine flipped the younger woman with the older mind over and began eating her out.

Emma's mind went wild with passion. She ground her pussy into Jasmine's mouth.

They fondled and kissed and suckled whatever skin the could grasp. Jasmine shuddered as she came.

Emma trembled as the hairdresser made her cum.

As Emma leaned back, suddenly new memories of kissing and eating out her regular stylist, Jane, entered her memories. She knew she was married to a man, but now she was a confirmed lesbian. Or was she?