The judge said, "Just tell them you are going to shut the jail down. Have a deputy come by the house and I'll give you an order to shut the place down.... That should take care of the problem."I was thanking the judge and remembered, "Judge would you mind holding an arraignment in an hour or so? As soon as I get this man out of this jail, I want to get him in some form of protective custody."The judge said, "I owe you one, Chuck, bring your prisoner and the prosecutor to see me, and I'll take care. When I then enclosed his balls with my hand and kneaded them more violently, I felt a warm liquid poured into my mouth. The cock pulsated and twitched intensively. What a horny feeling. He gasped and breathed heavily.Fortunately, it was no big load, I could take everything and nothing ran out of my mouth. I felt a strong pull at the necklace, as if one squeezes the neck, so that I do not swallow. I released the slackening thong from my oral cavity and quickly closed my lips so that nothing of. He grabs the handles of my wheelchair and I once again have to remind him to watch the hair. Having long hair and being in a chair isn’t the most practical of situations, but the hair is, in my opinion, my best feature and I refuse to cut it. Also, Mike once told me, during a period of slight inebriation, that he liked it long and flowing around my shoulders. It reminded him of liquid gold, he said. After removing the tresses from his grip, he steers me out of the apartment and down the cement. A smaller woman only doubled the my feelings of shame and excitement."Fucking pathetic," she grunted as she readjusted herself in the chair. I patiently waited in front of her.Without a word, she aggressively clutched the front of my shirt and pulled me towards her left side. Forcibly grabbing and putting a tight squeeze on my right wrist she jerked my right arm across to let me know to get over lap. I slumped over, making sure I stuck my bottom out just right, otherwise I knew I'd be punished.