It's just your sweet little girl." He lets out a deep sigh as he sits up "Good morning Jen..."I slide onto the bed next to him "Why'd you stop daddy ?... "Jenifer listen... What happend yesterday was just a one time thing..."I blink slowly, trying to take this all in."But daddy, I'm horny....." I slip my shirt off slowly and rub my nipple."See look daddy..."He puts my shirt back on. "You have Jason sweetie" He says in his calming voice."But daddy I don't want Jason...." I sigh softly as I get up. All heads swiveled back to me and focused on me intently. Somehow the penalty was my fault. A tribute to the football gods was necessary. I scanned each face for leniency. Clearly we needed more team spirit and my hubby’s gesture was not enough. I had time. I offered to race upstairs and don my jersey; I would be back before the commercial ended. They conferred. They agreed but I needed to offer something in penance to appease the football gods. I scoffed and suggested shots. My mistake. They. ..At first I felt I should not think about my mom in that way, but my hormones got the better of me and I thought to myself whats the harm if I just try to sniff her panties. I was curious as to what I would feel and was compelled to carry out this idea which had now got stuck in my head.So first I made sure I was alone at home and then with a raging hard on, went looking for my mothers dirty panties...I found several of them in the laundry hamper in her bathroom, but there was a black one with. Slowly, he traced a path down her breasts, which were covered in a faint sheen of sweat. The man licked his lips as he moved even lower, dragging fingers down the fine curve of her inner stomach. Wherever he touched seemed to light afire. Alyssa gasped as she felt a finger slip inside her, without any form of warning. ‘Oh, please, don’t tease me…’ He quirked his head. ‘I suppose… that you’ve been good.’ Leaning back against the headboard, the man smiled. ‘Claim your prize… if you’d like.’.