I said, “no no u r looking amazing”. She said, “ok ok abhi bahar jao let me wear my saree”. I waited in the hall and was watching a movie. She...came out with her hair tied up neatly said “let’s go”. I turned back and looked my angel was standing in a chiffon saree, cut sleeves blouse and her boobs were popping out of her blouse. I said, “nah! These hairs are not looking good” and walked up to her and put my arms around her back and loosened her hairs to fall on her back. She blushed and I. The first time female lips touched her pussy. The first time, a female tongue entered her, licked her lips. I pressed my lips against hers and tried to get as deep into her as I could. I felt the burden of my responsibility. I wanted to give her the best orgasm she ever had. Better than that of all the guys she’d been with. Now was the time to thank her for her gentle dominance, to reassure her that she did the right thing. I wanted to burn myself into her memory. Forever. I wanted her to. The girls made out in the back seat on the way to The Concourse, their favorite night time haunt. It had been a while since their reputation preceded them, so they knew they had to work fast to create a new history. A stiff shot and a dance were all that they needed to start the process.After they exited the car and shook their tits at the driver, they walked past security and into the club. Security let girls dressed like this jump the queue, and get in free. Those waiting in line grumbled,. She had never gone without panties even in private except during sex or when she was bathing.She handed me a camera. "Take my picture." She never wanted her picture to be taken when she dressed up for me before. "Walk down the hall towards me." She did that and I took a photo. I took another of her sitting on the floor and one of her standing. I jokingly asked her, "Can I take one of you lying on the floor masturbating?" She said, "No. I still have to take the film in for developing." This was.