The Fosters

Jamie’s an 18-year-old with a rough past and zero family, so her social worker sets her up with foster parents Ron and Mary. The girl sits on the couch, eyes glued to the floor, while the Fosters promise to treat her like their own daughter. The social worker buys it and leaves. Daddy Ron pats his lap and tells Jamie to climb on; she’s shocked, but she obeys. Next day she’s peeling potatoes at the table while Mama Mary preaches about chores, church four times a week, and strict family rules. Ron comes home, plants a kiss on his wife, and sneaks a grab of her ass; Jamie blushes—she’s never seen adults act like that. Night falls and the Fosters read Colossians 3:20 on obedience. Jamie’s back on Ron’s lap, squirming. Later she wakes on the floor mattress and watches them fuck above her, dirty-talking about their new girl. A nightmare has her begging to stay in their bed. Mary pulls the covers, revealing Ron’s thick half-hard cock. Jamie looks away fast, but Mama guides her hand around it. She shows Jamie how to stroke, then how to suck, insisting “family values” mean taking care of the man of the house. Jamie’s nervous, turned on, and clumsy, but she does everything Mary tells her. Ron finally blows on her stomach; Mary licks it up and feeds it back into Jamie’s mouth like a bird feeding its chick. Lights out, the couple sandwich the shell-shocked teen between them and say a quick prayer. Jamie stares at the ceiling, eyes wide, realizing her new life has already started.