With my son patting the bed my common sense decided to ride shotgun with my husband.I asked my son what he wanted me to do and holding the thong aloft... he replied that he wanted to see me make my blue panties as aromatic as the thong, then he held the thong to his face as he took a deep breath.I propped one foot on his bed and leaning slightly backwards to make the front taut I slid my hand down my belly, over the elastic waist band and scratched my fingernails on the lace panel.Then I began. I knew they were both in and all I could think was 'more, more, more...'They both began increasing the tempo of their pumping."He's fucking taking both!" I heard someone say."I wanna get in this bitch, too" I heard someone else say.I didn't care I just wanted more sex.One guy started to moan and I could feel the heat and thickness of his cock increase. Before I realized it, he had unloaded in me. I could feel his cum dripping out of me as he pulled out, and I was wondering why he pulled out. I shrugged off the compliment with some deprecating remark ("This old thing?"), even though I'd spent all weekend searching the malls for the perfect outfit for seduction. The dress I settled on was a clingy affair, high cut here and low cut there. Though I knew he'd notice (he was always quick and generous with the compliments), I didn't expect his eyes to slide down me the way they did. As I turned to take a seat on the examination table, I could see his reflection in the mirror over the sink. "What's in there?" she said, her heart beating twice as fast as normal."No monsters if that's what you think. Come in ... it's perfectly safe."Trevor held his hand out again and waited. The little redhead stood still, part of her wanting to dash down the hall, but her curiosity got the better of her. She stepped forward but didn't offer her hand to Trevor. She wanted the freedom to turn and run.Trevor entered first with Trinity trailing behind. As she walked, her head turned right and left, up.