I would usually take the third stall. That gave me the best view of the urinals and I was far enough from the entry door that I couldn’t be seen wh...n someone walked in the restroom. When a man would sit on either side of me, i would watch their feet (for tapping) and the shadows (that indicated they were jacking off). I would try to peek and see their cock. If they flashed a hard cock, I would put my hand under the wall and try to hold his dick. Sometimes the guy wouldn't let me, but. I grasped my hardness again and it glistened erotically as I spread the lube over my throbbing shaft.The sudden sensation of the slick moisture cooled my burning flesh, but also heated my arousal. My fist slid up and down, creating a suction that wonderfully mimicked the feeling of a lovers mouth. Droplets oozed onto my balls and I let my hand slide down to fondle them until they too shined from the almost phosphorescent glow.I could feel my body racing toward its moment, and I began stroking. I stood right behind her savoring her body and dropped my boxers slowly. She dint bother to turn around and I went closer to her and lightly rubbed my erect penis on her ass over her saree. She gasped, she was scared. She turned around and was in shock seeing my hard dick pointing at her.“What do you think you are doing?”She said. I was taken aback and a little scared at the same time but I was not going to let this moment slip. I decided to be honest with her. “Maya, I find you very attractive. Next to me others were joining in the fight, attacking our adversaries with stools or even throwing entire tables at them. Despite the fury with which I was attacking, my hands were shaking so much that I was afraid my weapon would slip out of my grasp. I’d reached a fever-pitch of desperation. I only wanted one thing in this world – to get out of this damned inn before I was burned alive. When the fight finally ended and the last of the attackers fled into the underbrush, I sank down to my.