"Rala really must want us to survive," I said."Of course I do. I have put a lot of time and effort into you two," came a voice behind us.Turning I loo...ed at Rala and said, "Thank you." You're welcome. I brought back the Wyatt's and now as to a 75mm cannon. No. I cannot get you one. You have to make do with the weapons you have. I did have our construction drones, build you a gun platform out on the island and install an M-40A1 106mm recoilless rifle, with an M-8C spotting rifle. I have supplied. The manager agreed, and told me where the account was held. He was happy to say it was in another banking group entirely, but the sort code indicated the bank across the road. He gave me a letter of introduction to the manager (whom he knew well), so that there would be no delays in getting to the facts.The policeman and I went there and were quickly escorted to the manager’s office. He summoned his Accountant, and asked for a printout of the suspect account’s transactions. It was soon brought. And that’s how the next 30 minutes or so went for Andy. The old guy, who he learnt was called Walter caned him constantly across his thighs and buttocks, he’d have screamed in pain, but his mouth and throat were full of Dwights enormous dick. And it was enormous! Dwight was probably 8.5” long and 3” thick, he pumped 2 big loads of cum into Andy before zipping up and leaving.A few more guys visited the room over the next few hours, most took the opportunity to fuck Andys mouth, before building. Just doing his time, spending most of it reading and writing. When he got free they searched the cell he shared and they talked to the guy who lived there too. His cell mate was ecstatic that dad was gone. Apparently, dad had that man terrified for his life. Dad had gotten drunk on prison hooch one night and in that drunken state dad had told him about all the people he had killed. Specific, person by person. And in great detail. Dad’s cell mate told the guards and police that. They sent dad’s.