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I reminded her she needed to say 'thank you', which she did. I tookthe rope, but before using it, I went up to Karen and turned heraround. She was now facing us, naked and exposed. I flicked the ropeacross her breasts. Not too hard, but enough so she jumped a little.'Thank you' she said. I went over to her and gently kissed and lickedalong where the rope had hit and then kissed her long and deep on themouth. I then gave the rope to the captain's friend and pointed tothe Karen's pussy lips. I reached down and touched her wet pussylips. Perhaps you would like it just there, I asked her. She noddedagain and the captain's friend flicked the rope and it just kissedonto her pussy lips. She squirmed again. 'Thank you', she said.I said to her that I thought the captain and his friend had done well.I loosened the sheet tying her hands and untied her. I led her overto the cushioned area of the bow again. I then said to her that asthey had done so well with the rope that she should. But we should probably speak with your sister before this goes any further, because Deedee seemed to have some reservations last night," I told her."Oh, that's just Deedee. She's my protector," Abby said, as if that explained everything."Well, why don't you go and get her and meet us in the Dining Car in a few minutes," I suggested. "Then we can talk with her about how you feel. Okay?"The borrowed t-shirt slid up, exposing her bare behind as she climbed over me to get out of the bed. As she got halfway, on her hands and knees, her face was directly above mine, she stopped. Looking into my eyes, she asked, "You will speak to my heart again, won't you?"I lifted my head slightly, and kissed her lightly on the lips, while flooding her with my love. A little bit of my desire must have crept in as well, as she moaned lightly. "Yes, Abby. I will speak to your heart anytime you will let me," I told her."ABBY!" Deedee screamed from the door. "NO-o-o-o!"I couldn't help it. I laughed at the.
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