I think if you call me the father of Peeping you are not wrong. I can peep for africa. Let me tell you my story and how it started.
My parents and I lived in a compound of 78 rooms. Built with zinc. My brother and I shared a room. We lived close to the general bathroom/toilet. From my room, I had a good vantage point to observe my whole neighbours using the toilets. Fortunately, most of them dont close the toilet doors. I masturbated my self to death when I first saw my first victim. I was mostly after the females. But I also watched males too. They give themselves self service by rubbing their instrument with soap. I saw 85 percent of the tenants. That was when I started becoming bolder. I could approach any lady and have her. That opening in my wall made me whom I am today. I can confidently boast that I have seen and touched more hole than any man alive or dead.

Proud pervert spotted!

"approach 'any' lady and have her " what a nice way to dream

once on our housemaid when I was a little kid. The bish reported me to my mom, my mom reported me to dad. My dad reported me to you know, Mr koboko. The man was still in the military then.. I was severely dealt with.

Peeped on my elder brother while he was in the toilet when I was like 8, it wasn't intentional though. I was so pressed and wanted to see what is keeping him so long in the toilet, then I saw his fat d1ck dangling in the midst of a thick forest