Part 4 - Dana

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It would be easy to explicate why sire Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft bash that was soon to come to his office door. It would be severely to explicate why the chief priest of Pristine valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his office sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a uncovering, this day could not give birth been worsened for Church Father Simon Zelotes Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous forenoon, one he had spent with Danu, Fontane's own grandniece and one arranged by Fontane himself.

Dott parked his car and checked in with Jenni George Ellery Hale at the front office. She handed him respective messages and said,"Father Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he busy now ?"

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

And so, Father Marvin Neil Simon Dott began a fateful trek toward a soft knock, a quietly opened door, and a brazen setting that would alter his day and send him away in shock.

It was outrageous ! A sixty-something priest wrapped around an unknown boy ! It was ... darkness ! Iniquity beyond iniquity ! Even father Fontane's cleverly crafted doctrine had no allowance for anal intercourse yet there he was, the good sire, 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 live with himself ?

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

"Dott. You there ?"

He cleared his thoughts enough to reply,"Y ... Yes, founding father Fontane."

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

Dott washed his nerve, mustered his courage, and made his way to the old man's office staff, still uncertain of what he would do.

The blonde boy was gone and Fontane's demeanour was as if zip had happened.

"How was your forenoon ?"the sure-enough priest asked with a lustful smile.

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

"Saw me ? Saw me what ?"

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

Fontane stared before his simple response,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon the Zealot ?"

wellspring, if the old man was going to brazenly advertize the issue, then so would Dott !

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

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

"How could I not worry about it ? anal intercourse 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 yell it ?"

"Yeah, I was spooning him and I was fucking him from behind, 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. Hades, it was his melodic theme. Backs himself into me, spoons us up, then I fuck him between his thighs."

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

"Yup. Creamed all over them easygoing thighs. Ahhhh, so good ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my honey Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't sodomy. And, it wasn't with no female. So, it all fits right in nice and neat, pretty practically 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 ?"

"amour. We're not to receive involvement with anyone."

Father Fontane put his forearms on his desk to tend toward his companion."spirit Dott, you really don't want to go making a big stink about things do you ? Wouldn't it better for you to…you know ... patch up down and you and me come to an understanding ?"

Dott heard terror in Fontane's words and felt both his resoluteness and voice soften.

"Okay Everett. Okay. But, can we at least talk of the town about the subject of closeness ? I mean, after what I saw, I think you can understand why I need to ask."

"That's honest Neil Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ liaison'is because I looked it long metre ago. Memorized it. closeness is deep affection like with kissing, hugging, romance, or intimate intercourse. I don't kiss boy so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't intercourse. Hugging don't count ‘ cuz we're non-Christian priest. We hug everyone. And if it did reckoning, you'd be as guilty as me."

"What ?"

"You hold asshole'heads, don't ya ? Well, I was holding him, not hugging him. So no, wasn't an ounce of intimacy. And call back, it's our job to help them boys so they don't go off gettin'defiled by them deviate 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 aid 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 time being.

Besides, what right did he hold to judge ? Earlier that morning, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a blonde daughter who he knew was actually a boy. And wasn't he the one who had admitted to the"fille's"mother that he had driven twenty miles to put his penis in her daughter's sass ? And, wasn't he the one who tried to put his dick down the girl's pharynx against her will ?

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

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

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

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

"She ... She wouldn't do it. She said ‘ next 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 girl, so you skilful get that done tomorrow. But, at least tell me you came in her mouth."

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

"Of course 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 word like when we say ‘ counseling ’."

"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 time on her knee, heh-heh. Like mother, like daughter."

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When Hayden arrived with Dana the next day, she pulled Dott aside and said,"Look father Dott, I don't appreciate you coming to my home and doing what you did to my daughter !"

terror swelled through him, inflating his insides til he felt he would burst.

"But ... I ... You knew about it. You even made me admit that I drove XX miles for her to blow my cock."

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

No one in the man was more remedy than Father Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breath in a unmarried sigh of relief.

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

"Well, who's in ascendance here ? Who 's the adult ? Don't take no for an answer or I'll have to find someone else."

Could Pristine Valley get any freakier ? Fontane's doctrine ratified blowjobs as a service to"needy"cocksuckers. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to fuck her oral fissure. Her mother knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave uncounted blowjob. And now, she had just commanded him to put his dick down her"daughter's"throat !

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Dana made for one hot girl, one that made men do double-takes and hold them from ever guessing that the cause of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Dana, with the wide and thickset blond haircloth and bluish middle. Dana, dressed in a knock tank car top and beige drawers. Dana, smooth all over and that mouth -- -

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

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

"Nooooo. I like calling you Father Dott."Her finger's breadth traced to his pant."I like that you're a priest who don't get girls."

And with that, Church Father Dott lost his first fortune to be the responsible adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her knees. `` But, I 'll suckle so you do n't need lady friend. ``

Dott thought his cock would burst."But, you know we have to do Sir Thomas More. You have to take it deep."

"I will if you let me suck."

His zipper was down and her rima oris was already beginning to bolt up his hard barb. Her soft, creamy oral cavity made him miss his will to resist. His knee felt frail and his optic closed as he felt the confection, rolling adept of her mystical mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his mind repeated. sucking my cock you sweet niggling"miss ”.

Just outside, the choir director was leading a radical of prospective scholar and their kin on a tour of the readiness. He described Dott as the"respectable and mortify 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 honest and humble 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 more of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"deeper matter ”.

"Listen Danu, I have to,"he said."I have orders from my boss and your mother."

The miss shrugged."O.K.. It's just ... I don't know if I can and I don't know if I want to receive out if I can't."

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

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

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

The girl slumped.

'' flavour Dana, I have a job to do. I 'm going to fuck you in the oral cavity or you might as well leave. ``

She brought herself upright on her knees and opened her mouthpiece. Just the sight of that sassing ... so open ... so set up ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even adjoin his cock. But, he had a job to do so he took matters in-hand and brought the tip of his hard-on to her back talk. Her warm breath almost made him emollient. He eased it slowly into her and her lip swarmed over it.

He put his hands on her headway and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a slight more and then ... he felt her tight, virginal, incoming and he was reminded that the way to heaven was narrow and only a few would retrieve it. Whether he was a priest doing a service or a lust-crazed fauna with needs was beginning to not weigh ! He had to fuck this"girlfriend"and zippo was going to give up him !

She gagged slightly and put her palms against his thighs as if to balk. He reminded her to slow down and"Just let it come about, Danu. Let it happen."

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

He felt her gateway fruit and his cockhead snug in the parsimony of her innocent and untouched ringing of moral excellence. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the headspring of his"sword"was sheathed beyond that pack. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom drumhead got past that tintinnabulation of resistance, the repose was sure !

"O ... okey Danu,"he said with a palpitation voice."handgrip still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, begetter Simon Dott pushed his tumid penis all the way into the girl's throat. He felt her nose against his pubes and his ball against her chin.

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

Five bit, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"okay Danu, I have to do it. I have to fuck you. You're ready and those are my orders."

She girl seemed uncertain but tried to nod despite having a rock-hard tool down her throat and two hands gripping her head.

"commodity young woman. You'll be amercement. Are you ready ?"

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

He began in liquid strokes, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her face was boot with his abdomen. Again and again. Minute after min after bit. A little more energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't wriggle or try to take out away.

As his rate picked up a little more, he was getting near to fucking stop number.

Nobility left Father-God Marvin Neil Simon Dott. He no longer handle if he was doing his responsibility or doing her a service or what anyone would mean of him. The time had come to fuck the girl of his lust-filled pipe dream and pump his seed into her and let off himself rich in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and nil was going to stop him !

It was no longer about her. It was about him. His motive. His lust. His clod boiling and needing spill.

He had a motherfucker on her human knee and he was going to return her what she came for ; what his foreman demanded ; what her mother insisted !

If she wanted to be more of a"existent"girl then she had to get fucked by a literal man ! Any consequence of their perverse mating was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to love her in the mouth ! If she didn't want it, then she should have got stayed home base. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her knee joint in presence of a priest who"can't have girls"and tease him with her flirty blue sky eyes and wide-open mouth.

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could consider about was how a good deal he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the moments past and his lecherousness built and he felt himself approaching climax, he pulled her brain to him until her grimace was smashed against his body. His hips thrust hard as he buried his off-white deep down her throat and his nut quaked and Church Father Simon Dott began inseminating the pharynx of the blond girl who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His trunk yanked back slightly then jammed his hard rod back into her soft depths as he blasted her viscera again. Two, three, four Thomas More times, he rammed into her as abstruse as he could go and each time, he pumped a heavy dose of ejaculate into her. Two more times he did the same and on the third, he rammed it down her throat as deeply as it would go and he let out a key growl and one last Elvis of rich, thick, fertile sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her head and the girl slowly slumped to the storey like a rag doll. Her hair was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her lips were puffy and her side reddened. But, her soundbox writhed in a slow-motion personal manner so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

His stopcock dripped semen. validation of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His sperm cell angered looking for ovaries and only finding tonsils.

Wouldn't beginner Fontane and Hayden be well-chosen ? He had fucked her like they told him to and done it so well that he had fucked the girl into a writhing and sticky daze.

He helped her recover and make clean up. He asked if she was okey and she nodded but didn't speak. Hayden arrived and was pleased with his account and unconcerned that her daughter's eyes looked distant.

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

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

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

"Why would you feel guilty ?"the foreman non-Christian priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lust. Pure lustfulness. 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 much I wanted to get my bollock off down her throat."

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

"So, you've had those opinion ?"

"Hell yes. Every time. I get a sassing working on my dick and what else am I suppose to recollect about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't come to us just to suck. The job ain't finish til we feed ‘ em ejaculate 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 person 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. Pure lust."

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