When I took the pallu I noticed that she was not wearing bra beneath as it a back less blouse, I slowly took the pleat of the saree from her belly she...held her breath for easing the midriff but it was more showing of her belly. I took the saree folded it and placed it on her suite case. She then told me that her blouse is also a rare matching one for the saree and so asked me to take it also. I went back her and opened the strings, came in front of her and pulled the blouse down, now her bare. Because she cared about me. That thought really, like, got to me. Okay, I guess sometimes she got impatient with me, and sometimes she was probably just pissed off at her life – the rest of her life – and she'd yell at me or whatever. But thinking back, most of the time she treated me like I was the most important thing in her life. Certainly, the way my father treated her, he wasn't what she really cared about. She never really said anything about her job, whatever it was. But she almost. The whole night had been a litany of tears and discontent for the both of them. Jenny had orgasmed numerous times against her will whilst poor Vee had not had one meaningful satisfying sensation.The second day and night the dildo had been removed completely and they had been left harnessed together with their pussies and breasts mashing against each other. This had been just as frustrating for as each became horny they still couldn't achieve relief. Jenny's clitty simply fitted into the sad. I held the condom on and pulled free of Serene.I jumped up and put the condom in the bathroom waste basket and came back to snuggle with Serene. She kissed me repeatedly and said, "You are the first man that has ever made me orgasm. I knew that I could do it, but men are usually so fast, and they don't kiss on me like you did and never would they kiss me down there. Only other ladies will do that for you. But you, Sir, you made me love every minute we were having each other. That was very nice..