There was a faint scent from the panties, then I saw the laundry hamper, and on top were the panties that mom must have been wearing the previous day....I lay back on the bed, holding the soiled panties to my nose, realising the effect his mom’s panties had on the story teller, Mom’s most intimate scent filled my nose and the slight dampness I guessed was her pussy juices. I pushed my hand in side the waistband of my pyjamas, feeling my own panties, as I ran my hand down, I could feel a damp. His cock was touching my ass now. The guy on my right moved to my back. Now I had a guy sucking my cock and a guy on my back groping my ass!The guy stopped sucking me and got up. He grabbed my t-shirt and moved it up to my chest. He kissed my nipples for some time and removed my t-shirt. I didn’t know what was happening but I was enjoying the whole scene.I was standing there half naked. The guy on my front removed my belt and lowered the pant. After sucking my cock for a few seconds, he removed. '" Right," she murmured, and turned back to her work."She's moving," Sara announced even as Mike pulled the rear door of thevan open just after six."Nothing new on the freak-job," he told them as he handed them twosacks, balancing coffee in a small flat in his other hand as he climbedin. "The sick bastard must be taking a week off." He's still got two days left to keep his pattern of a kill every twoweeks on schedule," Allen told him grimly as he sat up to all but ripopen a bag, and scowled at. ..just to...to ease the...the pain. Yes--Yes."Her fingers fumbled with the zipper, tugged it down and began to shove the brief shorts down her sexily broad hips. I helped her peel the tight garment down and then pulled the shorts down her legs and off over her feet. She crossed one thigh over the other and turned her front away from me, but in doing so exposed her gorgeous ass. I at once got both hands on it and began to squeeze and massage that fantastic derriere."Does it feel any better?" I.