It was a surreal sight to see this war-painted Indian in the light of the torches.Evelyn continued her story by telling us that after standing a short...time beside the platform the Indian had come to sit beside her on the bearskin, laid her down on her back, unbuttoned her dress, kissed and caressed her breasts. After about a minute he had begun to take off her old style underwear. When they were off, he had told her with a loud voice, which she heard above the drums that now she belonged to all. This didn't happen, so I tidied myself up and resumed my journey home, with the constant thought of what I had seen playing on my mind.This encounter alerted me to the possibility that other toilets might have such a hole, and I started checking when ever I had the opportunity. Within a month, I discoverd that my local shopping centre had a toilet with a peep hole, and this discovery happened with a guy only a few years older than me wanking his cock in a very seductive manner.Again, my knees. After few days when the coaching classes were going, in between three girls came together for admission in the coaching and the Sir admitted them, all three were damn cute.Next day jab mein coaching pahuncha to mene jaise coaching room ka darwaza khola to woh 3no bhi wahan baithi thi aur jab tak mein apni seat pe jaake nahi baitha wo 3no mujhe hi dekhti rahi, mein kuch samjha nahi aur apni padhai mein lag gaya. Intro k time unke naam pata chale ek ka naam tha Gul, doosri ka tha Ayesha aur. Show me your bald pussy.” I said.Her pussy was so sweet and soft, so tan and I could see the juices leaking from the young hairless pussy. “Finger yourself, while I watch you” I said.Amber hands went to her pussy, her fingers danced around her clit and dipped into her depths of her pussy. I watched one knuckle disappear, then another, and I watched as her wet fingers slid in and out. My cock was again coming to life. Faster her fingers rubbed her sweet hairless pussy. Faster and faster she.