Ileana smiled as I stepped back into line.And so it went down the line as Kalani welcomed each of the others. Then, turning to the large crowd, she ge...tured to the people as she proclaimed, “The Royal Nation of Tapato is pleased to welcome home her daughter and the crown prince and his family and friends. Please help me make them feel welcome.”This was supposed to mark the end of the official welcoming ceremony and the beginning of the receiving line to meet the gathered dignitaries and other. “Umm ... yes ... yes aunty...” I mumbled shyly, looking into her eyes.She smiled tenderly, and slid her hand upward along my thigh, till her palm reached the pocket of my jeans, a position which made the tip of her fingers rest on the bulge inside my pants. My cock, which was throbbing painfully inside my boxers now, spasmed at the touch.As I gazed at her, I couldn’t help notice that the portion of her pallu draped across her massive chest, hand got bunched together and come loose at the. Countless times my cock would harden as she experimented with intricate knots and patterns across my skin.“Maybe I need to hire someone to service you while I work?” She would quip, lovingly weaving designs to match and accentuate the contour of my body. She had found her calling and ‘Roots’, as she aptly named this creation, would be her masterpiece.From where I was suspended, I could see the large, industrial door to the front entrance of the studio loft. It was late, well after midnight by. "I didn't bring anything," I mumbled, already knowing thats not what she meant by 'presents'."You brought yourself and that's good enough." Simah eclaimed, giggling. Sarah walked up to me adn licked a bead of sweat off my chest. I opened my mouth to protest but all that came out was a muffled groan as her tongue dipped underneath my shirt and flicked across my nipple.I staggered away, shocked. Sarah rolled her eyes. I'd know them both for three years now. I knew Simah was a lesbian so this type.