Sandy was having a great time listening to all the stories and the good-natured denigration of men. With her hair and makeup done she looked captivati...g. She was going to have no end of men chasing after her if they could accept that she was much smarter than they were.I asked my seamstress to come at 1:00 just in case any of the girls had last-minute problems with their gowns. When I tried mine on she said, "Oh, my goodness," with alarm."What's wrong?" I asked."I think you may actually have. All day she had felt the heat in her pussy building. She had felt the wetness of her pussy as she had walked around thinking of Harry.It had all begun several years earlier, on a family vacation to the beaches.As she and Paul had sat under a beach umbrella, enjoying watching semi clad girls walking by, in their thong bath suits. When Harry had appeared strolling along the beach in a pair of cotton Bermuda shorts. His muscular chest naked and the sea breeze pressing the front of his shorts hard. It appeared huge. My husband was getting thrilled with anticipation of what it would do to my hairy & lovely vagina.After sometime and a few pegs, My husband Prem, asked me if I was ready for the massage. With great nervousness, I nodded. He then invited Sandeep to our bedroom. He told him in front of me, that as I was nervous, and as he would probably need to disrobe me slowly to ensure a good massage, it would be better if, both of them – himself and Sandeep, also disrobed little by little,. She saw two bloodied and comatose girls lying totally flat out.She put the two of them, feebly and very unconvincingly protesting that they were alright, into bed, side by side, after cleaning them up. Then she went back to the garden and tried to wash the blood off the lawn! As she continued her errand of mercy she became increasingly sorry she had watched such a tiny segment of the contest. There was something horribly infectious about that couple's lust for carnage! Next time she would have.