Every female of age here in the palace goes through this process," said the Queen with a smile."YOU DID WHAT TO ME!" screamed Suzan."Yes, I remember h...ving that reaction as well. We really are very similar. The people of Senegal prize looks and appearance over everything. They have designed things like the makeup, when applied correctly, as something that is permanent and never washes off or needs to be reapplied. Same as with their skin softening treatments, it will never fade."But I do have. "Yes Mistress" I said, looking down."Take the Sugar Oil and massage my entire body with it, from my neck down."I took the oil, rubbed it in my hands, and proceeded to massage her body, starting with her shoulders. She placed her hands against the shower glass, bracing herself. I massaged slowly and firmly down her back, then paid special attention to that tight little butt, then moved down her legs and back up. When I reached her cock, I was unsure of what to do. I must have paused too long,. This was an invitation. It had to be. The way she swayed her hips and playfully moved back to me, she was just asking for me to take it. As she looked back at me, her tongue darted out teasingly. Just focus on the job. Focus on the job. I reached between them and guided the strap through. A lewd moan poured out her throat when I pulled up and tightly fastened it. Vrip!"So why are you here?" I asked reluctantly. The question came out as a curiosity if anything. I don't even know if I had the. She began to moan and held my head tightly to her tit.I could feel her stomach muscles flexing and knew I had found her hot spot. As I continued to suckle her right nipple she started to tense and had her first small orgasm. This so turned me on that as she came down, I immediately began to fondle her left breast and kissed my way to the left nipple.Her breath was just returning to normal when I found the hot spot on her left breast and she again began to hold my head tight against her tit..