“Here you mum,” Mark said as he handed her a full glass.Mark sat himself back down again, his eyes once morereturning to his mothers legs,... leaning forward slightlyhe tried to see up her skirt, but her position was suchthat he could see no further than the lower swell of herthighs. Glancing across at his mates he could see theywere as intent on the view as he was, and wishing theycould see more too. The three boys looked at each otherand grinned then turned their attention back to. ‘oh’ I was not able to breathe by seeing a nice pair of white mango’s, and totally was upset, and she wore a black bra.I saw her pussy area as her petticoat is full wet. Suddenly, she removed the rope of the petticoat.’ my god’ I shivered like anything. I saw her backside; her buttocks are so good and so white. There were no mark or scratches.She was full of white flesh, my mind was not functioning at all, there was a smell, full of soap aroma, I saw her bare back from the back side, she was. He sat behind the limp body, and cupped her breasts from behind. He squeezed both breasts as if they were stress balls.Jordan kept running his hands up and down her smooth thighs.“Shall we invite Mark?” Jordan asked his companion.“Please do. Let’s get this party started” replied Randall.Jordan reached for his phone and called his companions, his free hand moved up to her crotch and massaged her mound over her bikini.The men continued groping Clarissa’s limp body while waiting for their. It was then she realized that the combination of her very short skirt, her lack of panties, and being bent over at the waist gave all of them a great view of her ass and shaved pussy. Blushing she stood up and tugged her skirt back into place. After passing her approval request through the slot the door lock clicked and she was ushered inside.She was greeted by a monotone sounding guard who read to her from the clipboard he was holding. He said, "Welcome to Ashland Maximum Security Prison..