Looking up, jumpstart my heart, the big boxers billowed outward in front, and I got a mind-blowing glimpse of her bare, bald pussy! No Shit! She sure ...asn't wearing panties. There wasn't much light it there, but there was plenty for that beautiful image, and perhaps precurser, to be seared into my mind. She tumbled in next to me, splashing half the floor in the process. Shelly, across from me, sat so that her left calf was against my right. Her right calf was between my legs. Her face was. Tiffany rushed forward to check that her nipple rings were still intact and she nodded to Joe. He smiled back. Tiffany, always eager to see her slave suffer, slid her hand between the girl’s legs and rubbed her clit. She licked the slave’s neck, then started planting small kisses at her ear and worked her way down to her left nipple, all the while listening to her moan. As weak as her legs were, the girl managed to spread them open, inviting Tiffany’s fingers to explore her soaking wet cunt. I grinned at Mana and said, “All girls together!”Mana picked up a bag she had packed with towels, sun creams, etc, I slipped on my sun glasses and we headed out to where the boat was tied up to the rear of the yacht. Sir Richard and Lady Clarissa were already there with two other Japanese girls. Lady Clarissa was wearing only a pair of shorts, her magnificent breasts beautifully brown with no sign of a bikini line. Sir Richard greeted me with enthusiasm. “Julia, how clever of you to dress to. Thank you, husband mine. I knew there was a reason I was keeping you!” I reached for her, listening to her squeal and run to hide behind her pet.“How ‘bout you, little one. What are your plans?”“Similar. A bit better than her gig. I got half of mine paid. For the first year, anyway. Academic scholarships, one from my Daddy’s club here in town, and one from the local chapter of the AMA. I have the other eight to ten years in my trust fund as well. Nana and Grampa left me college money separate.