.my darling niece, whom I recently took in upon the death of your parents." She disappeared, and left me alone, to burn the last remnants of my life...as a male. My name was now Katya. And I was female. And a ballerina. A few moments later, I was ushered from the basement upstairs, through the gymnasium I had seen earlier, and into a changing room. I was wearing a pink, feminine bathrobe, escorted by three young ladies; they were hurriedly introduced to me as Aukse, Ivana, and Paulina. . She didn’t respond, but just continued to pat my hand. ‘No, not at all. He would never deliberately hurt me. It’s all my fault. He’s been the kindest, most generous, loveliest man in the world, and I…’ I couldn’t continued. A sympathetic squeeze of the hand and I squeezed back. Then, ‘You must think I’m a complete idiot.’ I held up the present and extended it towards her. ‘But I truly am grateful for everything he has done for me. I wonder if you would pass this on to him for me.’ ‘No, I don’t. " Yeah, gimme the big ones. I like big ones!" She giggled as she moved into position, stretched out on her stomach with her arms reaching forward.He hesitated when he moved to put his hands where they went years ago. His left hand supported her belly. Jesus, it was so smooth and so tight as his palm pressed into it slightly. He felt the firm muscles of her abdomen shift. His right hand gripped the front of her left leg just above her knee and he felt the smooth long muscles of her quadriceps. So she reluctantly released Davey’s twitching cock from between her lips, causing him to moan in disappointment, and then she stood up and said, “How about washing my back?”As Abby turned her back to her nephew, she could already feel her pussy melting into a pool of its own juices. Davey rubbed the expensive bath soap between his hands, and then began massaging the combination of soap and bath oil into his aunt’s shoulders. His hands easily glided over her flawless skin, and she let out a.