" Her sentence was greeted with silence."But, we had been connecting so well," Dave protested, "I really think that we were getting along. I really ...ike you." As he spoke, Dylan's finger slid down her ass crack, finding her tight puckered asshole and pushing inside roughly, causing Kaylee to gasp and cry harder. She felt him penetrate her while trying to stay focused on Dave, as he fought to save their relationship, "Can I come over and talk to you baby? Let's work through this."Wincing,. Just looking at the very prominent hamstrings, Jane could tell that the woman had a lot of power available and ready whenever she needed it. Once when Jane was gasping for breath from her exertion, Laywan turned to face Jane and began flexing her quad muscles up and down to stretch out the muscles while she waited on Jane to recover her breathing. Jane could only stare at the expanding quads as they jutted out like a runner's muscles, recognizing that her own legs looked weak and undeveloped. Nobody at that age ever does.And I knew why Bobby was spending so much time in the bathroom and in his bedroom in the afternoons. I knew what was going on. I did the same thing when I was his age.Because his mother worked days and I had afternoons off I was usually home when Bobby returned from school. He almost always went straight to his bedroom and closed the door. It turned me on to think that my stepson was in there playing with himself. It really turned me on.One afternoon I was home. He looks rightat me and smiles."Are we playing dress-up tonight?" he asks loudly. I know he's reallyasking me but Jenny answers."Yes!" she roars. "We love dressing up to play house." I do love dress-up games," he says to Jenny while fixating his eyes onme. "And Katie, your pig-tails are adorable. I like them very much."Pig-tails! I have pig-tails. I forgot. Whatever! I have a diaper and askirt and a pink tank-top. These pig-tails... whatever. I have to move. Ihave to change. I have to get Owens.