An experienced motion picture sound technician, Lindsey was also a skilled seamstress. Each Halloween, she made her own costume as well as the one Ste...en would wear. This year, she’d decided on a pirate theme. Black is sexy, she told herself as she unrolled the bolt of soft jersey knit material and fashioned a flowing long skirt. Its empire waist with a mid-thigh slit outlined in decorative red lace allowed her to show off her long curvy legs and certainly set any man’s pulse racing. The outfit. The hatch slid open ... and framed in the doorway was a familiar figure.It was Lessa. She looked at him with serious, smoldering eyes. The tall warrior teen, a few centimeters shorter than his two meters, wore a blue leather bikini top that cupped her firm mounds nicely. Two gun belts crisscrossed her trim waist, framing tight blue leather shorts that molded to her body like a second skin. Her limbs were muscular yet graceful, and her long brown braid reached the small of her back. She was. Sat in bed one night reading old fiesta magazines he had dumped on the bed from the small collection he said for ‘his research’, she off-handily asked Jim if he had a fantasy that so far he hadn’t either fulfilled or she added they being so dark perhaps he had not felt he could explain. Somewhat blushingly he muttered that “he had loads,” so she persisted saying she felt they were becoming stale. Knowing in this mood she would persist, he put down on his side table, the page he had been. And her asshole, baby. Look at them both. I liked you to see both; they are both naked for you to see," Stephanie groaned.Her thighs wide and knees raised, the 34-year-old mother started sliding her hands along the inside of her thighs, automatically squeezing her tits between her arms and making them swell and bulge between them. Meanwhile her ass and cunt muscles kept contracting and relaxing. But this time voluntarily, for the benefit of her son.She slid her hands up her thighs, until her.