They did not want me spending money on Fuck Island. Rumors were making their way into the public. I was already politically toxic and the world was po...sed to discover Brian Tanner was the world’s foremost pimp. It could cost hundreds of millions of dollars and the shareholders would eject me. There wasn’t enough mind control in the world.It wouldn’t take my money away. I’d still have my Family, my Freedom, and my Fuck Island. I’d just be forcibly retired in my thirties. If I stopped expanding,. My pastor's teen son became my husband and i was now his slutty wife, taking his big cock..''Talk dirty to me bitch'' said David, who could believe this perverted horny k** was a pastor's son?''I am your anal bride Mr. Smith, fuck me in the ass like there's no tomorrow.''I was thrilled by the thought of getting caught by his father, although i wasn't into older guys, i was just wondering how it would feel like if Pastor Smith gave his cock in my mouth to suck it whilst his son was banging my. Anytime there was a sitting area, table, or anything else with the right height, I pushed her over it, rubbed my dick in her pussy, and then notched my dick right up against her cherry. I let her push enough to make it start stretching her cherry open enough again for the head of my dick to almost slide through before pulling away to zip up. When we were around the corner from where we were going to eat I notched my dick against her cherry and didn’t do anything to stop her. She pushed back to. I kept my eyes on them and slowly kissed Marcus on the lips, and grab his cock through his pants. This enraged them and for a moment and they started to come closer when three more black men got out of line and formed a wall between us. A tall, thin black man took me by my arm and started to lead me out of the dining hall and into a room marked Laundry. We were followed by a shorter, rotund man. I'll call them Stick and Stump. Once the door was shut and locked behind us, Stump came around.