Sorry Bob, but, I’m going to let Gracie do the kissing if that’s okay with you?”I just patted Ed on the arm and shook my head, “Good call budd.... Did Dad tell you what the fricking plan was? Charlie and I don’t have a damn clue.”Gracie ran up and gave me a nice kiss before giggling, “Just a kiss for now, Bob we’ll have plenty of time for more strenuous activities on the boat!” Then she giggled again.Ed said, “We’ll ride over with you guys in the van and explain everything that went down up. Is that understood; you remember how to do the safe signal?" She nodded at him, already struggling with the ball gag in her mouth, but utterly determined that whatever he chose to do to her, she would somehow rise above it.He stroked her soaking wet cunt as he looked at her thoughtfully."Where do we start, my little slave girl? How do we teach you what it means to be owned?"He grabbed her wrists and dragged her to the bed, throwing her face down. He put a couple pillows under her hips so her. I noticed her skin’s softness and how very smooth it was. There was hardly a mole or blemish on her. The color was a milky white with no tam line at all that I could see. I assumed she hadn’t been in the sun for quiet a while. My cheek pressed against her belly and it felt warm, so soft and inviting to my touch. My lips kissed and licked around the top of her sex’s hairline and I felt her hands pushing on my head again. So I continued further down towards our mutual goals. I touched her knee. That meant better friends, better parties, and- most importantly- better boys! Rosalie (Rosy) was lovely. She was 5 2 tall with size 32 b breasts, long legs, an impossibly small waist, and a perfect ass. She had tight blonde curls that hung to the small of her back, and eyes that were so blue that they were almost clear. She had long, beautiful eyelashes, a small round mouth, and a smile that could make a mans cock so hard it hurt! Hello? Rosy asked as she answered the ringing phone. Rosy! Her.