"Where was Paul's mom?" I suddenly remembered to ask."She died two years ago. Paul's dad now lives his life through Paul." Candy replied."What is THAT...supposed to mean?" I had to ask."They do everything together," Candy answered, then added, "Well, everyhing except..." I get it!" I said, cutting her off, but Paul's father sounded like someone worth meeting, if only I could get some background on him from Candy.I mean, "What the hell?" If Candy's dating the son and finds him so dreamy she'd quit. " the man behind me said as he placed his hands atop my shoulders and pushed me down into the chair, sliding his grip down over my smoothly shaven arms, and pulling my wrists behind my back... The sound of a ratcheting handcuff filled the room, and I felt the cold steel secure itself around my wrist.. and then the other.. he leaned over my shoulder and put his hands between my knees, spreading them wide open. I obeyed, and didn't resist. He disappeared for a moment as the man with the video. I recognized her instantly as one of the new wards. She had bare feet, a typical sign of a new ward. Socks and slip on shoes cost money at the small convenience store downstairs. Four others sat with her and engaged in conversation. I recognized the others as petty criminals. Lauren Withers, a bipolar twenty-one year old, who had beaten some other children her age during one of her low spells. Stacy Morton, a delusional girl who suffered from Ekboms disease, a torturous disease where the. Do what your father won't, handsome step-son," she murmured, after my first stream.I twitched a bit after every shot, but gave it my all to make sure she received every single drop I could possibly dole out. I made sure to let it get all over her, so I managed to cum six different streams to her smoking hot body.My entire figure felt the gratification, rather than just my cock. Every single muscle and sense throughout my body was affected to make me feel fantastic. Needless to say, the.