I began by squatting carefully to avoid displaying my nakedness underneath the kilt (although why at this stage I don't know), and pulling her tall moccasin type boots off.I began by squatting carefully to avoid displaying my nakedness underneath the kilt (although why at this stage I don't know), and pulling her tall moccasin type boots off. Untying the draw- string of her buckskin pants and pulling them down, I saw the most beautiful light brown bush nestled between a pair of lovely thighs. I held the pants as she stepped out of them and saw that her thighs didn't meet at the top, leaving a small gap between them and her vulva. As I moved to stand up, I de- liberately exhaled my hot breath against her mons. I stood very close to her and she looked up into my eyes, hers now seeming to plead for me to take her. I pulled her buckskin top over her head, taking the fake moustache with it when it pulled over her head. and looked at her. Her breasts were very small, and her nipples were dark and erect. My arm brushed against her stomach as I tossed her top onto the heap of other costumes. I looked at her and started to remove her mask, her eyes flashing with a lusty look. I had figured her for a lesbian, but her breathing was irregular, and her face was flushed. She too had the painted mask, so her face remained obscured in the dim light. She took her turn, smiling as she knelt in front of me. Her hands unfastened the sandals I wore and slid up my legs lightly, caressing me. I felt my cock rising, and nothing I could do would prevent it. I glanced about the room, and saw that several men's costumes contained bulges, and the ones undressed where fully aroused. |