Then I remembered the panties. I reached down to the floor and pulled them out of my shaving kit. I brought the soft material to my nose and inhaled t...he sweet fragrance of a woman. It brought back so many memories and made my erection pulse with need. I didn't know if the panties belonged to Sandy or not but I pretended that they did. It wouldn't have mattered if they belonged to Jessica; she was a sexy girl as well, regardless of her demeanor. As my excitement grew, I wrapped the panties. It hardened and swelled, rising forward and catching on my underwear.When had Tiffany grown so sexy? What had happened to my little girl? She had curves. I mean, I knew she was growing. I knew she wore bras now and shaved her legs and did all the other things a teenage girl did.But she had still seen like my little girl.And now that image shattered. I noticed the beauty of her face as she stared up at me, the smile playing on her impish lips, the glint in her blue eyes. She arched one eyebrow,. I looked across the field at the other sideline. The Legionaire quarterback was pointing at Mike and laughing.I was playing defense again. I decided that I was going to clothesline the son-of-a-bitch and take him out of the game.The play was already in motion before I focused on the game again. Mike took the hike and faded back. A handoff to Robbie, no, a fake. The ball came up by his ear and sailed toward the end zone. Luke snatched it and the Rebels were on the board.I looked back down field.. This has become very erotic. I get Ken completely naked freeing his hard wanting cock. Mmmmm he looks so good. I take a step back and he reaches for me and I take his hand and guide it to his own erection and tell him it is for him and all he gets to do is watch me, no touching. I start to loose myself in the music watching him, seeing the pleasure in his eyes as I continue. My own hands are guided by the music to my breasts, caressing and pinching. I have never felt myself in this way. I.