I was walking down the aisle... towards Bobby." Oh," said Patty, stunned."So Patty... that's why I'm not worried about you... not being sure how you f...el about Bobby. Like I said, no one's going to get married tomorrow. Or for a long time to come, either. Until then, we can just... we can just do what feels right."Patty sat speechless.Sammy got up to her knees, still next to Patty. "Patty, we'll talk some more. I'll be right back, okay?"Patty shrugged her shoulders, and said somewhat dazedly,. Releasing the tip, then repeating this three more times as she fondles and squeezes my scrotum.When I am fully aroused, she takes the bottle of oil and squirts a very liberal amount on my cock. She does the same to my scrotum. Her hands spend quite a bit of time caressing my scrotum and stroking my shaft. Taking both her hands, she fondles and squeezes my scrotum for several minutes.Afterward, she wraps the fingers of one hand around my shaft. As her hand move upward, she turned her hand back. I started putting on the pantyhose, following herinstructions. When I had the pantyhose on, I noticedhow sheer they felt. And when I walked, it felt likeI was getting a massage and that my legs were gainingenergy. Wearing the pantyhose was an incrediblefeeling. I figured I could wear them under my pants.I pulled a pair of pants over the pantyhose, andwalked around. All of a sudden the pantyhose startedfeeling hot and uncomfortable. Helen said that thepantyhose needed air, and that she had the. .. no I can't say..." I know your secret," he says, lifting my chin so that I look up into his now serious eyes. "I've known for a long time that your father has sex with you. How did I find out? The first time I came here, eight years ago, I passed your father's bedroom on my way to the kitchen for a late night snack. The door stood ajar. Hearing groans of pleasure, I looked inside, curious to see who was in the room with your father. To my utter shock it was you."He caresses my cheek, and.