Tricia and Kat paid for their items and we walked towards the food court. There weren't many men in the mall, but those who were, gave appreciative lo...oks at us women. We ordered and found a table to eat at. We small talked for awhile before they brought us our lunch. Eventually I turned the conversation to husbands, children and the sort. Neither Tricia nor Kat had any kids. Tricia readily admitted that her husband allowed her to frequent the clubs in the city.Kat said, to me, “No way would my. Mala was standing in front of me. I wanted to use this opportunity to the max. I touched her butts with my right hand. She looked at me. I slowly whispered in her ears “Love you Mala”. I felt her whole butts they are so huge. My hand was looking so small on them. My left hand now slided along her navel. She now leaned back touching my cock with her buttocks. The jerk in the bus added to the excitement. I took my right hand and started to place it on their thigh feeling them and pulling her. She groans and sits back on her knees to put some space between us. Well, she falters anyway because when she pulled away she also exposed my body to her eyes. After the brief hesitation, she answers the phone. "Hello?"Lilian asks into the phone as a mischievous plan comes to mind. I bring my hands up to cup my breasts while I look her in the eyes. Lilian glares her famous daggers toward me but I smirk. My hands pinch my tight nipples before one moves lower to play with my pussy, already. Along the wall laid orange prison coveralls, two pairs of white socks, a pair of white underwear, a cheap roll of toilet paper, a flimsy black comb, a white tooth brush with the bristles on it as soft as a baby’s hair brush and a flimsy handle, a tube of cheap generic toothpaste, a black ink pen, and some sheets of blank white typing paper, all of which laid in a pile on the cold cement floor. The room only had one way in or out, the cold grey iron bars and the cold grey iron barred doorway..