Every fortress, every jail, and every home had weaknesses. Budget cuts insured that the CPS facility had extra weaknesses they couldn’t afford to fi..., and there were kids willing to exploit these weaknesses.Nine year old Paula Akron shivered despite the nighttime warmth of Hawaii in June. The sun was already set and there was the barest sliver of moonlight. It was even darker for the little girl because she was hiding in shadows, wondering how she and Paul were to find each other while making. Each time we went through the same routine. She sat, drawing me naked between her legs. She would tenderly grasp my cock with one hand, spreading my pre-cum around it. With the other hand, she would apply some cream to my anus, insert a finger until it met resistance, and then slowly withdraw it, before re-inserting it. Each new insertion tried to dig deeper, linger, then rotate more and more. The finger would bend at the knuckle, seeking out, and then exploring, new territory.When she sensed. Her tongue slipped into David's mouth, and she sighed as he reciprocated. David's right hand encircled her back and pulled her closer to him on the couch as his left hand slid under her sweater and grasped her bare breast, pinching and pulling her nipple. Sighing again, she sat back, took his hand and stood up. "Come with me," she said, and headed up the stairs to the master bedroom. "We will have to be quiet," she said, pointing toward the closed door of the nursery across the hall. * She. "I told you no empty wine glasses, didn't I?" she said."Yes, mam." I answered."And you disobeyed me, didn't you?" she said."No, mam," I said. "I had to open a new bottle." So you didn't disobey me," she said, "you fucked up. Fucking up is as bad as disobeying. Bend over and grab your ankles."I did, as she said not sure of what was going to happen. I found out soon enough when she hit me hard on the ass with a ping-pong paddle. The stinging sensation lasted for the next ten minutes.During lunch.