As they fell to the ground Amy stepped out of them kicking them to one side. His hand slid down the front of her knickers, his hand sliding over the s...oothness of her shaved pubic mound. He stopped as his fingers reached the top of her pussy, slowly moving his hand up and down over the soft warm skin, feeling her move slightly under his touch. “Keep going baby, please don’t stop,” she whispered. He chuckled, as his hand resumed its downward path. His fingers traced the softness of her pussy as. The room was quiet and the only light was coming from the uncovered window across the room. I kicked off my heels and my feet were greeted by the soft touch of my blue carpet. Yawning, I walked to my room and began to reach behind myself to unzip my dress, when I felt myself being pulled against another body by warm hands. "Not so fast baby," he said, his hot breath lingering against my neck. "Not tonight, Todd," I said, slightly annoyed but still aroused by his spontaneity. He chuckled lightly. He wasn't tall ... he wasn't short ... he absolutely wasn't pretty. He was medium tan. Since he came from the mountainous north of India his skin was a lot lighter than the southerners. He was by no means fair, but he wasn't truly dark. But, you know ... he was what they hadn't found in ... oh ... since puberty.For ten yeas they had been looking for a man who would take them both to wife. Jake was India Hindu. The girls were Balinese Hindi Animists Catholic ... not an unknown mix. Their mom,. When I was in the hall, I felt that really I had to take an urgent leak, so, I quickly went down to the men's room. When I reached back to the booth I found the door was locked. I then tried the door where I had left Anita, but it was locked also. Then I went to the booth on the opposite side of my wife's. Most of these booths have peep holes in the walls and as I suspected there was one there to look into Ana's booth.As I looked in through the little hole, I could see she had pulled her pants.