There were a few catcalls. Another round of drinks appeared for them. Mandi called them in for a huddle. “It’s getting late. Who wants to leave fi...st?” LeeAnn volunteered, “I can go first.” Mandi instructed, “You gotta talk to someone. Don’t just leave.”“Like who,” she asked.“I’d suggest going into the lobby and hanging out for a minute or two. They’ll come to you,” offered Sylvie.“Exactly,” said Mandi.LeeAnn walked away being watched by much of the room. On the way out the door, she tripped.. His balls were slapping against her pussy. Frantically fingering her hard clitoris, she could feel an anal orgasm coming. He kept pumping, and she came her fifth time, cupping her hand under and catching most of her cooze. His hands were on her tits, gently squeezing them. ‘Here,’ she said, bringing her hand with the come in it up to him. ‘Wanna drink my come?’ ‘Sure,’ he said, bending down and drinking it from her hand. When he finished drinking, he asked, ‘Where do…you want me…to come?’ ‘Not. His life in prison was almost one of luxury compared to most of us. I overheard him talking about all the money he was paying in taxes even though he was in prison. He couldn’t understand it. The more he talked, the more I listened to the conversation. He was being taken to the cleaners if he was right in his statements. He looked over at me. ‘What the fuck are you doing listening in on our conversation? You just might find yourself dead,’ he yelled at me. ‘Mr. Big, before I was locked up, I. She moaned with pain and pleasure as she got it and spread all her cum on my face. I readily licked my face and started kissing her thigh and her red hot pussy. She was relaxed. Now it was her turn to give me pleasure. I ordered her to take my tool in her mouth and make it as hard as a rock. She obeyed my orders and in one go, half of the tool was in her mouth and she was rolling her tongue over the head as if she is having a cone ice cream. I was enjoying it while my hands were busy pressing.