Not bad, but she’d love to drop those last 5 pounds to be the skinniest girl in her level at the rink. She heard footsteps behind her. Assuming it w...s Viktor, she said “I’m almost ready babe!” But then suddenly a hand was covering her mouth and an arm was around her waist, lifting her off the ground. Her skates clattered to the floor as her attacker threw her over his shoulder. “I’ve got a knife,” the man hissed through his ski mask, “Scream and I’ll kill you.”Dasha prayed that Viktor would see. But he put on his lipstick and we went out. We bought two bras, one justa training bra, but the other a B-cup with inserts. I insisted he wearthe B-cups home. Again we stopped for coffee, and he fixed his ownlipstick after our snack without being told.Doug started keeping the apartment clean. Most of the time, I'd comehome and find him wearing lipstick and one of his bras. He asked me ifhe could use my mascara and I allowed it. When we went out together hesometimes wore a bra and lipstick and. Releasing the hem she started to slowly sway with her hips, her feet moving slowly side to side, head and upper torso moving to an unheard beat. Slowly at first and then more quickly, she moved, thrusting her hips, drawing them back, lifting the gown to expose some long lithe leg and then letting it fall back, teasing, taunting, promising. Moving quicker as her own desire peaked she would jump near him brushing her covered breasts across his cheeks then jumping back before he could reach out to. "Baby girl…" I said, sliding my hands down the sides of her body, and when they reached her behind, I felt only skin. Once again, she was invitingly wearing nothing else but that long shirt. "I want to fuck you."Ava gasped, looking at my lips while I talked, and she just nodded."Turn over, put your hands on the couch," I instructed while letting her go of my embrace.Not thinking twice, my young niece turned on her heels, somewhat apprehensive, clumsy, so adorably fighting her shyness. She bent.