"Isn't there a game tonight?"

Why yes there is. Has it started? I have no idea the time.

It dawns on me what a true football fan my little girl is. I have no idea what time it is and turn on the TV, it is third quarter.

The Patriots, looks like a good game. Sara lays lengthways on my bed, letting her jersey ride high, feet to the pillows facing the screen. She lays with her legs splayed open and I can see the cleft of her delicious pussy down the center of her thighs, a curl of flesh pressed out from the line. Her pussy lips, its shiny...