Sam, at 6 feet 4 inches and the smallest of the team, said, “Troy, may I have the honors?” “Go for it Sam.” Sam whispered in my ear, “I am B... and I’m usually the one on the hassock. After they all have their fun I will treat you and your sweet little cock to some mind blowing release.” He then went behind me and gently pulled down my panties. He then squirted lube on his hand and went to work on my bottom. He told me to spread my ass cheeks. I felt his long finger touch my very sensitive man. So I had Marvella get a sample of Stacy’s soiled underthings from her hamper. The Company lab did a DNA test. There is no question about it son, Stacy is YOUR child.In retrospect Son I feel that I abused you in my own right, I should have taken a stronger position on this when I saw you distancing yourself from your child. Having been guilty of treating you similarly when, for a short time, I had doubts of your paternity. I was a person who went through the same experience with Marvella’s. .. so why me?"Bob smiled, "That's easy to answer." Really?" Sure. First of all, I don't believe that I'm handsome. However, I am rich and I could have lots of women. However, being rich has many disadvantages. One of them is that I never know if a woman wants me for who I am are or what I have." I can understand that." My wife..." Bob said and paused a second before continuing. "My wife... she was a real person. We met when I didn't have any money and she fell in love with me and not my money.. "Mom," complained Becca, drawing the sound out. "You're embarrassing me. I'm not a little girl any more." That's the problem." muttered Gidget, going back to her cedar strips.The men were intelligent enough to go outside to try to deal with the feathers. At first they tried stuffing the new mattress cover with double handfuls of feathers, but they soon found that they were, indeed, covered with the fluffy uncontrollable things. It was Brian who got the idea to stuff the whole old bag down.