The Panthers started at their own 11. Another 3-and-out."Jesus. Whoever scores first, wins," Tom said. "This game's going to be 3-0." And we should al...eady have three," I said in disgust. "That's not like Vinatieri." That might come back to haunt the Pats," Tom taunted."Yeah, yeah. Let's see if the Panthers can get one first down before you start taunting."The first quarter ended like that, with neither team able to do much. But the Patriots got a nice sustained drive going early in the second,. She looked to be maybe 200 pounds. Okay, maybe she was more than chubby, but I thought she looked really cute, and saying fat has such a negative connotation that I would try to use any other word. One positive was that she appeared to have some nice curves, though she wore a tan apron that draped over her entire frame. I could venture to say, however, that her chest jutted out a pretty impressive distance. I just then remembered that she had asked me a question. ‘Oh, um, yeah. I was wondering. She got lost into thoughts of her own for a swift while, struggling to think how she was exactly going to take advantage of his sexual malnutrition. This was not going to be a childs play exercise. But it was within means of plausibility. She vanished to the kitchen without Brandon catching a glimpse of her, and then retreated back minutes later lifting a tray of balmy wine. Brandon was startled the instant he noticed her. He supposed thar she was already alseep and long knocked out of. I could feel her lips through her underwear, they were big and she had a big clit as well. She stared at me and asked what I was doing. I ignored the question and pulled her underwear to the side to get more intimate with her pussy. She actually adjusted her leg to give me better access. Once I got a finger between her lips I could feel how wet she was. I easily slid my forefinger into her soaked gash and she leaned back and sucked air in through her clenched teeth.While my finger was inside.