When a new maximum security correctional facility, the first of its kind in the world, where male and female inmates are integrated opens up, there are 7 female inmates that are selected to participate to be a part of the program. One inmate Deanna...
Jon and Trinity were in their cell with Trinity sitting on Jon's lap staring into each other's eyes. They were still processing the fact that they were officially Mr. and Mrs. Fatu despite being incarcerated and they couldn't be more in love and more overjoyed.
"I'm so happy bae." Trinity said as she stroked Jon's chin.
"Me too baby, me too. I mean I never thought in a million years that being locked up would bring me so much happiness and joy."Jon said, his arms wrapped around her with his chin on her shoulder.
"Do you think they'll let us start a family?" Trinity asked.
"Shidd who knows maybe. I mean I'm ready to be yo baby daddy!" Jon said shrugging his shoulders.
"Boy you so silly." Trinity laughed.
"Girl, you my wife now, I mean what can they say really. Jon says.
Jon walked over to her and pulled her into his arms and put his forehead against hers.......
"I know you'd make a wonderful mother and it doesn't matter if we locked down. I think we can make it work. You, me and little baby Uce." Jon smiled.
"But we have to take birth control injections and y'all gotta wear rubbers. Ain't it against the rules to have sex in jail? If I get pregnant, then that might cause a red flag and draw too much attention to not only us but your cousins and their women too." Trinity said becoming worried.
"Yeah I know but shit I'm willing to take a chance because you being my wife ain't complete without you carrying my seed." Jon says emotion evident in his voice as he rubbed Trinity's stomach and placed his head on her stomach.
"I know bae, and I agree. But remember, we not out in the world, we locked down, so we have to obey the rules, because I'll die if we become separated." Trinity said, her voice evident with emotion.
"Girl...same. I'm like Joe, if they take you from me, I promise I'm crashing all the way out." Jon said in a serious tone.
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"You know you are sexy as hell when you're like this." Trinity said smiling.
"You think so? Then shit....maybe I need to be like this more often then." Jon said with a smirk, staring at his wife like she's a whole snack and he hadn't eaten.
"You make me shy, when you look at me like that." Trinity said smiling putting her head down.
"Girl you ain't gotta be shy, you wifey now, and I'm hoping you'll be baby momma in a minute." Jon said grinning.
"Boy! You just hell bent on getting me pregnant ain't you?" Trinity laughed, playfully slapping Jon.
"Hell yeah and we finna start right now." Jon said his tone becoming serious, as he wrapped his arms around her and guiding her to his bunk.
At that moment, Jon lead his bride to his bunk and began to kiss her neck as he slowly undressed her.
"Bae...come on let's wait til lights out tonight. One of the guards might walk past, and besides it's almost time for lunchtime chow." Trinity said nervous, her eyes wide.
"Mannnnn...damn that lunch, it's trash anyway. Why would I care about that when my wifey is a whole snack right here." Jon said as he undressed himself and Trinity.
Jon ignored his wife's pleas and scooped her up in his arms and laid their nude forms on the bunk and covered them with their blankets.
After they are under the covers, Jon gets to work despite his wife's pleas.....
"Baby, what if someone walks past? I....." Trinity began to say....
Jon places a finger over his wife's lips in an attempt to silence her, as he gets ready to take what he needs.
"Hush wifey, I got this. Let Big Daddy Jim take care of business." Jon whispered to her as he buried himself deep within her walls causing her to gasp.
"Ughhh, so big." Trinity whispered as she struggled not to scream out as he stretched her walls.
"Yeah you like that dontcha." Jon whispered back, as he never slowed down his movements.
"Yes don't stop! Please I beg you don't stop." Trinity whimpered as Jon started moving as to scrape against her G spot which caused her to arch off the bed and bit her fist to keep from screaming out.
They continued their dance of love for the next couple of hours, quietly climaxing over and over again, missing evening chow and recreation, as the newlyweds were caught up in each other completely forgetting about their incarcerated status, as to them they were simply Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Fatu, a married couple hopelessly in love and devoted to each other.
