Birds Of West County Jail (Interracial Group Lesbian Erotica)

"They got fresh meat in C2!"

It was my first time going to jail, and I knew things were bad when I heard the other prisoners chanting "fresh meat." I ignored them as best as I could. But it was harder to ignore the three women I was locked into a tiny cell with. See, "fresh meat" didn't just mean I was new there. It also meant that I had to prove myself to the other prisoners.