A moment later she felt the pressure of his tongue parting her lips, and she decided she liked that a little bit more. In fact, it was downright exciting. The man's probing tongue eeled around in her mouth, titillating her, causing little sparks of electricity to go off inside her, sparks she had never felt before. His tongue wrapped itself around her own lingual digit, taking total possession of her oral cave, rubbing the roof of her mouth as it established its authority.

Slowly Jo Ann opened her mouth in response to what the man was doing, and little by little her tongue came awake and responded, fencing somewhat unskillfully with his own tongue, but probing at it, nevertheless.

Dr. Joseph pulled her shoulders forward, then turned her so that she was cradled in his arms with her legs up on the bed. She gasped as she felt the weight of his right hand move slowly to her left breast. It felt so different when a man touched her than when she touched herself. It was so much better, a thousand times better, and titillating bits of static buzzed through her entire nervous system.

She continued to respond orally, kissing him strongly, thrusting her breast at his caressing hand, letting him know she wanted more. Emboldened he began expertly massaging her young, swelling breasts. She made no effort to stop him and so he lifted his hand and undid the top button on her blouse, then the next button, and soon had her blouse open. All the while she continued kissing him, writhing against him, responding as his hand reached behind her and undid her brassiere. Then his expert fingers slid inside and cupped her tiny breast, the fingers pinching the nipple and making her gasp.