Megan puts Vanessa in her place

Megan angrily marches toward the oblivious Vanessa as the naked woman bullies Lauren.

"Look at this pathetic little girl!" The disgraced socialite slurs as Lauren trembles like a timid little bunny.

The crowd of rich people look on in a mixture of disgust and pity, but no one interferes. That is, until Megan pushes the drunk, **** Vanessa into one of the nearby tables being used for the catering.

The perfectly-proportioned bitch squeels in terror as she tips over the table, spilling its contents all over her body as her long legs stick up perfectly in the air.

"You don't look so perfect now!" Megan sneers as Vanessa groans.

"M-Megan...?" Lauren stammers as she clutches her hands to her flat chest as her heart pounds away in excitement.

"We're leaving. I don't care what happens," Megan says as she runs her hand through her hair and strikes an unintentionally sexy pose that makes Lauren feel a little wetter down below. "You don't have to put up with any of this anymore. Neither of us do."

Vanessa whimpers as she slowly starts to get up from the mess. She managed to land in the creampie and other fluffy dessert section of the catering, and is now quite thoroughly covered in whipped cream and other lickable confectionary.

Meanwhile, Michelle, her face red with embarrassment and still quite naked, rushes towards the lawyer.

"This disqualifies more daughter, right?" The money-grubbing milf asks, the greed and desperation obvious in her voice. "That makes me the beneficiary, doesn't it?"

The lawyer looks at Michelle in utter bewilderment.

The not-so-statuesque woman is shamelessly standing before him, one hand supporting her saggy tits (she's not even covering them, just resting her arm under them to make them look perkier!), while the other tries in vain to squish down her jelly belly, leaving her sexy, thick, mostly-silver bush completely exposed.

"Michelle... I..." he tries to speak, but the cash-crazy woman interrupts him.

"P-please! I'll... I'll do anything..." she pathetically pleads as she tries to subtly give him a show. "I've got lots of experience!"

The lawyer drops his champagne glass.

"I need that money!" The sheer desperation in her voice obvious to anyone in earshot. "I can't go back to my old life. Not after all this!"

Michelle's hair has started to frazzle and spill into her eyes, making her look utterly unhinged and wild (but in a frankly sexy, 'do me on he table' kind of way).

Megan squeals as Vanessa bowls her over, knocking the lovely Latina into a table of Jell-O squares. Lauren screams in terror, but remains standing still, instead shaking and mincing like an excited/frightened kindergartner.

"Aren't you going to do anything about your out-of-control daughters?" The lawyer asks as he loses any semblance of respect for his soon-to-be former clients.

"I'll deal with them!" Michelle snaps back. "But what about the money? My money?"

The lawyer looks her square in the face.