Her hands slowly moved up her long legs. When she got to the bottom hem of her t-shirt she grabbed it and started lifting it up. When she got half way...to her waist I realized something was under her shirt."What's going on?" I repeated.She did not reply but kept slowly lifting up her shirt. The object took shape. It looked like a smooth black dildo but I could not figure out how it was hanging there. Her shirt moved up some more. Two black straps wound around her upper theighs. With the strap-on. "As you got a hard-on when you saw Joan topless did you really think you would like to see her naked?" Yes. I confess that I would"."Then I`ll try to persuade her to do it, though I don`t know what her reaction would be to that".She went to Joan`s bedroom and when she returned she was smiling. She told me that she had spoken to Joan and asked her if she would be nude for me. Joan had said that she didn`t think she should. Edna told me that she had said to Joan that she would be naked if Joan. Up to your erect and eager clit, circling it, caressing it, before my lips close over the tender, sensitive bud.The heady aroma of your arousal fills my nostrils, making my head swim with pleasure..you taste so good, so sweet....Your warm secret flesh in my mouth...your sweet juices pouring over and into my mouth.My hands are now behind you, cupping the cheeks of your lovely, rounded ass....pulling you to me...pressing you into my mouth as I eat your hot, sopping wet pussy eagerly,. " She kissed me again, but this time her lips stayed on mine. I finally let my lips part, and her tongue took advantage. I was kissing like I didn't know what kissing involved. Her kissing was showing me. I was having my first kiss. Kissing the mouth that fifteen minutes earlier had given me my first blow-job. Her hand went roaming around until it found one of mine, which she then gently lifted and pressed against one of the breasts that'd been killing me for several years.And then she pulled.