Filthy Vegas Nights (The Trifecta 3)

My triplet senses tingle. I walk over to my brothers and sling my arms over their shoulders.

“What did the three of you girls ask for as your wedding presents?” I ask.

My brothers laugh beside me.

We know the answer before they even say a word.

“A lap dance,” the three girls say in unison before they burst out in laughter.