Fingering Inmates in Jail Intake 70

The air in Jail Intake 70 is thick with tension and the faint, underlying scent of sex. Officer Stressedoutindividual, a man teetering on the edge of his sanity, finds solace in the power he holds over the inmates. His fingers, clad in latex gloves, dance along their skin, igniting sparks of desire. He takes his time with each woman, his touch borders on the professional, yet it's clear that his intentions are far from pure. His fingers slip inside, feeling the warmth, the dampness, the tightness. The inmates squirm, moan softly, their eyes closed, lost in the sensation. It's a dance of dominance and submission, a game of cat and mouse, played out in the most unexpected of places.

• fingering
• jail

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