‘It appears to be a hanging, or at least the crowd seems to be expecting one,’ she opined. She had to be correct, for why else would such preparat...ons be made? ‘I’ve never been to a hanging,’ I told Dolly. At which she expressed the greatest surprise. ‘Yer haven’t? Oh, yer must see one. This one.’ That said, she left off holding my arm and scampered away and into a near by public house. A minute later she came skipping out, a huge grin on her angelic face. ‘A hangin’ it tis!’ She yelped gaily.. As Cindy continued to comb her shoulder length brunette hair, Jane peeled her bathing suit off of her hips. As she pushed the suit down her legs, her shaved pussy was revealed. "Oh My God, you shave your pussy," Cindy exclaimed. "I've always wondered what it was like." Don loves it," replied Jane, referring to her husband. "He says it makes him feel like he's fucking a thirteen year-old." Both of the women laughed. "Doesn't it itch though?" asked Cindy. "Not really," said Jane, "You have to rub. Like the others, she was clearly pleased that I hadn't taken their assertiveness as anything but the playful wrestling kink that it was. I certainly hadn't resisted or said, "No," after all. I naturally wondered what Des would be doing while I had my delicious threesome with my new girlfriends, but that worry faded as I nodded and the women positioned themselves for our little orgy. Yes, they were sluts, but I liked them that way. There was nothing wrong with sluts in my book, as long as they. The lovemaking was great. Making love with someone you truly love is the best. It was three in the morning before we went to sleep.Around nine the next morning we were sitting down to breakfast when in popped Linda and Mark. "My God, what are you two doing here?" asked Lisa."Hey, Girlfriend, you didn't think I'd miss you getting married and in Las Vegas yet. You aren't married yet are you?" asked Linda."No, we are going right after breakfast. Sit down and join us then you two can be our.