component 4 - Dana

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It would be easily to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to discover a soft knock that was soon to fall to his office door. It would be gruelling to explain why the foreman priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blonde boy on his office sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a breakthrough, this day could not own been risky for forefather Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous morning, one he had spent with Dana, Fontane's own grandniece and one arranged by Fontane himself.

Dott parked his car and checked in with Jenni Hale at the front function. She handed him various content and said,"Father Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he meddling now ?"

"He had a advise appointment but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would knock offset though."

And so, Father Simon Dott began a fatal trek toward a soft smash, a quietly opened door, and a brassy fit that would neuter his day and send him away in jar.

It was outrageous ! A sixty-something priest wrapped around an unidentified boy ! It was ... iniquity ! Iniquity beyond iniquity ! Even Father Fontane's cleverly crafted doctrine had no tolerance for sodomy yet there he was, the estimable Father, humping away !

Even so, Dott also understood the dilemma that accompanied his shock. If he confronted the old man, it would almost certainly be the end of his pleasures in the vale, but if he didn't, could he experience with himself ?

His torment was eventually interrupted by the intercom on his desk.

"Dott. You there ?"

He cleared his intellection enough to reply,"Y ... Yes, Father Fontane."

"S'pose to see me soon as you got back. Come see me now."

Dott washed his face, mustered his bravery, and made his way to the old man's power, still uncertain of what he would do.

The blond boy was gone and Fontane's behaviour was as if nada had happened.

"How was your dayspring ?"the older priest asked with a prurient smile.

"It was ... It was ..."Dott squirmed."Everett, I ... I saw you."

"Saw me ? Saw me what ?"

"I knocked on your business office threshold and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his simple response,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Paul Simon ?"

fountainhead, if the old man was going to brazenly push the issue, then so would Dott !

"I saw you. You were on the sofa and you were ... you were fucking that boy !"

"Oh that ? Don't worry about it."

"How could I not worry about it ? anal sex is against our vows as well as your doctrine."

"Sodomy ?"Fontane laughed."Wasn't no sodomy."

"Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from behind. What else would you call up it ?"

"Yeah, I was spooning him and I was fucking him from tail, but I wasn't sodomizing him."

"How is that NOT sodomy !"

"Cuz it's intercrural."

"Inter-what ?"

"You still don't know what you don't know. Even that Kaski boy knows. inferno, it was his idea. Backs himself into me, spoon us up, then I fuck him between his thighs."

"You ... You fucked him -- -what ?"

"Yup. Creamed all over them soft thighs. Ahhhh, so dear ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my dear Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't sodomy. And, it wasn't with no female. So, it all burst right in Nice and full-strength, pretty much like them blowjobs you like."

While Fontane was once again a master of rationalizations, Dott struggled to agree.

"But, aren't you leaving something out ?"

"Like what ?"

"Intimacy. We're not to have affair with anyone."

forefather Fontane put his forearms on his desk to tip toward his associate."Look Dott, you really don't want to go making a big stink about things do you ? Wouldn't it secure for you to…you know ... settle down and you and me come to an understanding ?"

Dott heard threat in Fontane's give-and-take and felt both his resolve and voice soften.

"OK Everett. O.K.. But, can we at least talk of the town about the matter of closeness ? I mean, after what I saw, I think you can sympathize why I need to ask."

"That's in effect Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ amour'is because I looked it long time ago. Memorized it. amour is mysterious affection like with kissing, cuddling, romance, or sexual intercourse. I don't osculation son so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't carnal knowledge. Hugging don't tally ‘ cuz we're priests. We hug everyone. And if it did reckoning, you'd be as guilty as me."

"What ?"

"You hold cocksuckers'heads, don't ya ? Well, I was holding him, not hugging him. So no, wasn't an ounce of amour. And remember, it's our job to serve them boys so they don't go off gettin'defiled by them pervert in the city."He poured two glasses of whiskey."Here. Let's toast our new understanding."

Dott downed a mouthful of liquor and hoped it would somehow assist him to sort through all that he had heard. Since he couldn't, it was best to just let things ride, at least for the metre being.

Besides, what right did he ingest to try ? in the beginning that dayspring, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a blonde girlfriend who he knew was actually a boy. And wasn't he the one who had admitted to the"daughter's"mother that he had driven twenty miles to put his member in her girl's back talk ? And, wasn't he the one who tried to put his gumshoe down the female child's throat against her will ?

"You're right again, Everett,"he relented."You've always thought these things out and I should just swear you."

"good. Now, let's talking about something else. You have a good time with my grandniece ?"

"Still can't believe she's a boy."

"Did you do what I sent you out there to do ? Did you get your peter down her throat ?"

"She ... She wouldn't do it. She said ‘ succeeding time'so she's coming here tomorrow."

"I told you your job was to get it all the way in her so she can feel more like a fille, so you right get that done tomorrow. But, at least secern me you came in her mouth."

"Ohhh ... yeahhhh,"Dott crooned as he remembered his ball-busting orgasm."But I mean, I did it to help her, not me."

"Of trend you did,"Fontane chuckled."How's she getting here tomorrow ?"

"Her mother's bringing her by before she goes to the grange."

"Grange, huh. That's Hayden's Scripture like when we say ‘ direction ’."

"She fucks men at the grange ?"

"No Dott, that would be adultery and you'd be callin'my niece a whore ! She knows better, but she spends a lot of prison term on her knees, heh-heh. Like mother, like daughter."

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When Hayden arrived with Dana the next day, she pulled Dott parenthesis and said,"smell Church Father Dott, I don't appreciate you coming to my home and doing what you did to my girl !"

scare swelled through him, inflating his interior til he felt he would burst.

"But ... I ... You knew about it. You even made me admit that I drove twenty dollar bill miles for her to suck in my cock."

"What ? No. Not that. You were hypothecate to do it deeper and you didn't."

No one in the worldly concern was more free than Father St. Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breath in a single sigh of relief.

"Hayden, she ... she wouldn't let me."

"Well, who's in restraint here ? Who 's the adult ? Don't take no for an resolution or I'll have to discover mortal else."

Could Pristine Valley get any outre ? Fontane's philosophical system ratified blowjobs as a avail to"indigent"whoreson. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to fuck her mouth. Her female parent knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave multitudinous blowjobs. And now, she had just commanded him to put his dick down her"girl's"throat !

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Dana made for one hot little girl, one that made men do double-takes and kept them from ever guessing that the cause of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Dana, with the full and thick-skulled blond whisker and wild blue yonder centre. Dana, dressed in a pink tank top and beige drawers. Danu, smooth all over and that mouth -- -

"Hi Father-God Dott,"Dana cooed as she moved closer.

"You ... You can call me Simon the Canaanite if you want."

"Nooooo. I like calling you beginner Dott."Her fingers traced to his pants."I like that you're a priest who don't get girls."

And with that, father Dott lost his commencement probability to be the responsible adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her knees. `` But, I 'll suck so you do n't need fille. ``

Dott thought his cock would explode."But, you know we have to do more than. You have to take it deep."

"I will if you let me suck."

His zipper was down and her back talk was already beginning to gobble up his backbreaking cock. Her gentle, creamy mouth made him lose his will to hold out. His knee joint felt weak and his eyes closed as he felt the sweet, rolling whiz of her mystical mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his brain repeated. Suck my pecker you sweet picayune"girl ”.

Just outside, the consort director was leading a radical of prospective students and their families on a tour of the installation. He described Dott as the"honorable and humble and giving new priest of the Valley."As the group moved on its way, none were aware that behind the wall that separated them, the honorable and mortify priest was giving his dick to a blond schoolgirl who was actually a boy.

Dott pushed Dana away and said he couldn't take any to a greater extent of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"deeper things ”.

"Listen Danu, I have to,"he said."I have decree from my honcho and your mother."

The girl shrugged."okey. It's just ... I don't know if I can and I don't know if I want to find out if I can't."

"Of course of action you can. We'll go slow. It's not the first base clip I've done it with a virgin."

"Ha, I'm not no virgin. I sucked mass of times."

"No. I mean, your throat is virgin. We'll go leisurely. Just open your mouth and I'll do the rest."

The young lady slumped.

'' Look Dana, I have a job to do. I 'm going to have sex you in the back talk or you might as well leave. ``

She brought herself upright on her articulatio genus and opened her mouth. Just the plenty of that backtalk ... so undefendable ... so ready ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even affect his rooster. But, he had a job to do so he took matters in-hand and brought the tip of his erection to her brim. Her warm breathing time almost made him ointment. He eased it slowly into her and her mouth swarmed over it.

He put his hands on her head and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a piffling More and then ... he felt her tight, pair of virginals, entrance and he was reminded that the way to heaven was narrow and only a few would find it. Whether he was a priest doing a Robert William Service or a lust-crazed creature with needs was beginning to not matter ! He had to fuck this"girl"and naught was going to halt him !

She gagged slightly and put her medallion against his second joint as if to resist. He reminded her to relax and"Just let it bechance, Danu. Let it happen."

He was desperate to bury his bone in her ; bury his bone deep into her and fuck her and pump gazillion of his fertile spermatozoa right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead cubbyhole in the tightness of her innocent and untouched ring of moral excellence. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the head of his"steel"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom head got retiring that gang of resistance, the balance was sealed !

"O ... Okay Dana,"he said with a palpitation vocalisation."Hold still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, don Simon Dott pushed his put up penis all the way into the girl's throat. He felt her nose against his pubes and his nut against her mentum.

He began fucking her. late and easy. Asking if she was okay. Fucking her with long throw. Controlling himself. Getting her comfortable. Getting her ready for the real fucking that was to follow.

quintuplet minutes, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"Okay Dana, I have to do it. I have to fuck you. You're ready and those are my orders."

She girl seemed changeable but tried to nod despite having a rock-hard dick down her throat and two men gripping her head.

"Good miss. You'll be finely. Are you quick ?"

Again, the mass of blond hair moved as if to nod.

He began in smooth cam stroke, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her face was flush with his abdomen. Again and again. Minute after second after minute. A little more than energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't squirm or try to pull away.

As his pace picked up a little more, he was getting near to fucking speed.

nobleness left Father of the Church Herb Simon Dott. He no longer like if he was doing his responsibility or doing her a service or what anyone would think of him. The time had come to be intimate the daughter of his lust-filled dreams and pump his germ into her and relieve himself deep in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and zero was going to cease him !

It was no farsighted about her. It was about him. His indigence. His lecherousness. His balls boiling and needing liberation.

He had a bastard on her genu and he was going to devote her what she came for ; what his boss demanded ; what her female parent insisted !

If she wanted to be more of a"real"girl then she had to get fucked by a real man ! Any consequence of their perverse mating was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to bang her in the mouth ! If she didn't want it, then she should sustain stayed home. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her knees in front of a priest who"can't have girls"and tease him with her flirty drear middle and wide-open mouth.

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could think about was how a great deal he wanted to cum in her ; oceanic abyss in her ! And as the moments past and his lust built and he felt himself approaching sexual climax, he pulled her head teacher to him until her face was smashed against his body. His hips thrust hard as he buried his osseous tissue deep down her throat and his Ball quaked and begetter Simon Dott began inseminating the pharynx of the blond girl who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His trunk yanked back slightly then jammed his operose rod back into her soft depth as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four more times, he rammed into her as inscrutable as he could go and each time, he pumped a ponderous dose of ejaculate into her. Two more sentence he did the same and on the 3rd, he rammed it down her throat as cryptical as it would go and he let out a primal growling and one hold up venereal infection of rich, thick, fecund sperm.

He exhaled like an explosion and realized it had been some time since he had taken a breath. She hadn't moved during the entire insemination process and he wondered if she had stopped breathing as well. But, he would NOT pull in out of her until his rooster stopped twitching and jerking and post-copulation repose returned.

When it finally did, he released her head and the young woman slowly slumped to the floor like a rag dolly. Her hair was mussed and her centre dazed. Her lips were puffy and her nerve reddened. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion manner so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

His pecker dripped semen. test copy of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His sperm furious looking for ovaries and only finding tonsils.

Wouldn't father Fontane and Hayden be happy ? He had fucked her like they told him to and done it so well that he had fucked the young woman into a writhing and sticky daze.

He helped her recover and houseclean up. He asked if she was okeh and she nodded but didn't speak. Hayden arrived and was pleased with his report card and unconcerned that her girl's eyes looked distant.

When they were gone, Dott met with Fontane, gave a full written report, and was patted on the spinal column for a job well done.

But, that didn't modification how Father Simon Dott's inside were in turmoil.

"Everett,"he said,"I ... I 've sinned. I feel guilty."

"Why would you feel guilty ?"the primary priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lust. Pure lust. I didn't do it for Dana. I did it for me. I fucked your grandniece because I'm a hopeless pervert who could only think about how a lot I wanted to get my ballock off down her throat."

Fontane laughed."Well boy, welcome to mankind. You wouldn't be a man if you didn't think that way when you got a tidal bore cocksucker down there slurping on your manhood."

"So, you've had those view ?"

"Hell yes. Every time. I get a mouth working on my dick and what else am I suppose to recollect about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't semen to us just to suck. The job ain't complete til we feed ‘ em semen and whatever you hafta do to give it to them, then that's what you do. We give, they receive. And, if we don't someone else will. ``

"I don't know, Everett. I feel so selfish. I fucked her senseless and I wasn't thinking about what she needed, only that I had to cum in her throat. It was lust. vestal lust."

"So ? Her mother brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. Tell you what. Give it a few hr You'll see it different. Your dick will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na want it even more. Trust me. When your dick goes up, your guilt trip goes down. ”