Something I knew I could take, though not like. I managed in the confusion to grab the sharpened broom handle, but instead of using it as a spear I us...ed it as a short club instead, breaking knuckles and I suspect a cheekbone of anyone who came too close. Finally the Prison Officers came and piled into the fracas in numbers and I dropped the weapon knowing fine well that some of them would just love to have a go at me too.Despite claims that I had attacked them, the seven were reprimanded and in. We took many photos over the next hour, and I tried to touch her breasts, ass and pussy as often as possible without making it too blatant. The slight embarrassment and her flushed cheeks looked good on her and enhanced the anime appearance.After the first hour I loaded the photos onto my computer, so we could look at them. We sat side-by-side on the padded stools, still nude, as we looked at and commented on the pictures. I made sure to point out how much her fat-lipped pussy and big tits. I got little confused as gigolo business is not a legal business so felt disturbed and wanted to cut the phone call. She perhaps felt my intention and she said she is the secretary and she was enquiring for her madam. She said her Madam is a very big political leader of Tamil Nadu, so for her reputation, she has to do all this. She said her Madan got my no from some friend, words of mouth, and they told that I have good cock and tremendous Stamina and I am also skill packed by Indian ancient. This isn't like the gentle awkward kisses of the past, but rather a burst of passion. While our tongues slide and taste each other, I feel his left hand groping my bottom. His right hand is gently squeezing my chest and a moan escapes from me and from our locked lips. Time slows and I finally feel the real meaning of the word lust. I start moaning more than kissing and he moves from my lips to my chest. Somehow his right hand exposed a nipple and he starts to suck on it through the body.