portion 4 - Dana

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It would be wanton to explain why male parent Everett Fontane was not going to try a soft knock that was soon to arrive to his office door. It would be unvoiced to excuse why the chief priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his function sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a discovery, this day could not have been big for Father St. Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous break of day, 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 office. She handed him several messages and said,"sire Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he busy now ?"

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

And so, Father of the Church Simon Dott began a fateful trek toward a soft knock, a quietly opened door, and a insolent scene that would alter his day and send him away in cushion.

It was outrageous ! A sixty-something priest wrapped around an unknown boy ! It was ... iniquity ! Iniquity beyond iniquity ! Even Father Fontane's cleverly crafted doctrine had no tolerance for sodomy yet there he was, the unspoiled 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 pleasance in the valley, but if he didn't, could he last with himself ?

His torment was eventually interrupted by the intercommunication system on his desk.

"Dott. You there ?"

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

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

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

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

"How was your morning ?"the older non-Christian priest asked with a salacious smile.

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

"Saw me ? Saw me what ?"

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

Fontane stared before his round-eyed response,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, 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 ? Sodomy is against our vows as well as your doctrine."

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

"Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from arse. 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. Hell, it was his thought. Backs himself into me, spoonful us up, then I fuck him between his thighs."

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

"Yup. Creamed all over them delicate second joint. Ahhhh, so good ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my costly Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't sodomy. And, it wasn't with no female. So, it all convulsion right in prissy and smashing, 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 take in affaire with anyone."

male parent Fontane put his forearms on his desk to lean toward his fellow."Look Dott, you really don't want to go making a big stink about thing do you ? Wouldn't it better for you to…you know ... patch up down and you and me come to an sympathy ?"

Dott heard threat in Fontane's discussion and felt both his resoluteness and voice soften.

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

"That's meliorate Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ familiarity'is because I looked it long sentence ago. Memorized it. Intimacy is recondite affection like with snuggling, necking, romanticism, or sexual social intercourse. I don't kiss boys so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't intercourse. Hugging don't counting ‘ cuz we're priest. We hug everyone. And if it did reckoning, you'd be as guilty as me."

"What ?"

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

Dott downed a taste of liquor and hoped it would somehow help 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 fourth dimension being.

Besides, what right did he have to pass judgment ? in the beginning that break of day, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a blonde fille who he knew was actually a boy. And wasn't he the one who had admitted to the"lady friend's"female parent that he had driven twenty miles to put his penis in her daughter's mouth ? And, wasn't he the one who tried to put his dick down the girl's throat against her will ?

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

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

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

"Did you do what I sent you out there to do ? Did you get your dick down her pharynx ?"

"She ... She wouldn't do it. She said ‘ side by side prison term'so she's coming here tomorrow."

"I told you your job was to get it all the way in her so she can sense more like a girl, so you ripe get that done tomorrow. But, at to the lowest degree tell me you came in her mouth."

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

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

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

"Grange, huh. That's Hayden's parole 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 working girl ! She knows better, but she spends a lot of time on her human knee, heh-heh. Like female parent, like daughter."

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When Hayden arrived with Dana the next day, she pulled Dott digression and said,"look Father Dott, I don't appreciate you coming to my habitation 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 twenty miles for her to suck my cock."

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

No one in the world was more excuse than forefather Neil Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breather in a unity sigh of relief.

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

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

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

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Danu made for one hot girlfriend, 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 broad and slurred blonde whisker and depressed eyes. Dana, dressed in a pink cooler top and beige shorts. Dana, smooth all over and that oral fissure -- -

"Hi founding father Dott,"Dana cooed as she moved closer.

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

"Nooooo. I like calling you Father Dott."Her digit traced to his pants."I like that you're a non-Christian priest who don't get girls."

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

She went slowly to her knees. `` But, I 'll wet-nurse so you do n't call for girlfriend. ``

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

"I will if you let me suck."

His zipper was down and her mouth was already beginning to gobble up his hard prick. Her cushy, creamy mouth made him lose his will to resist. His genu felt rickety and his eyes closed as he felt the sweet, rolling sensations of her mysterious mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his learning ability repeated. suction my cock you sweet piffling"girl ”.

Just outside, the choir managing director was leading a group of prospective educatee and their families on a tour of the facility. 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 low non-Christian 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 Thomas More of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"deeper thing ”.

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

The girl shrugged."Okay. 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 path you can. We'll go slow. It's not the first meter I've done it with a virgin."

"Ha, I'm not no Virgo. I sucked slew of times."

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

The fille slumped.

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

She brought herself upright on her knees and opened her mouth. Just the survey of that mouth ... so open ... so ready ... so wet and pink ... made him afraid to even touch his cock. 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 place almost made him ointment. He eased it slowly into her and her mouth swarmed over it.

He put his hands on her point and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a short more and then ... he felt her tight, vestal, incoming and he was reminded that the way to heaven was peg down and only a few would notice it. Whether he was a non-Christian priest doing a service or a lust-crazed animal with indigence was beginning to not matter ! He had to get laid this"girl"and zip was going to stop him !

She gagged slightly and put her palms against his thigh as if to withstand. He reminded her to relax and"Just let it go on, Dana. Let it happen."

He was dire to entomb his off-white in her ; eat up his bone deep into her and bang her and pump million of his fertile sperm cell right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead cubbyhole in the stringency of her inexperienced person and untouched halo of virtue. He was nearly gasping from pleasance. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the head of his"blade"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom-shaped cloud head got preceding that ring of resistance, the quietus was certain !

"O ... okeh Danu,"he said with a trembling voice."Hold still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, Padre Simon Dott pushed his erect member 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 material piece of ass that was to follow.

quintet minutes, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"okeh Dana, 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 pecker down her throat and two paw gripping her head.

"good missy. You'll be fine. Are you make ?"

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

He began in smooth out strokes, pulling back until he almost slipped from her pharynx and back in until her face was flush with his abdomen. Again and again. arcminute after minute after mo. A little Thomas More energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't wriggle or try to perpetrate away.

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

Nobility left sire Simon Dott. He no longer cared if he was doing his obligation or doing her a service or what anyone would reckon of him. The time had come to fuck the female child of his lust-filled dreams and pump his seed into her and remedy himself deep in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and zippo was going to kibosh him !

It was no longer about her. It was about him. His need. His lust. His balls boiling and needing sacking.

He had a cocksucker on her genu and he was going to give her what she came for ; what his boss demanded ; what her mother insisted !

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

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could call up about was how much he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the moment past and his lust built and he felt himself approaching culmination, he pulled her head to him until her aspect was smashed against his trunk. His hips thrust hard as he buried his bone deep down her pharynx and his balls quaked and Father Herbert A. Simon Dott began inseminating the throat of the blonde little girl who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His organic structure yanked back slightly then jammed his voiceless rod back into her easy profoundness as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four more times, he rammed into her as mysterious as he could go and each time, he pumped a heavy dose of ejaculate into her. Two Thomas More fourth dimension he did the Same and on the third, he rammed it down her throat as late as it would go and he let out a primal growl and one last dose of rich, thick-skulled, fertile sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her heading and the little girl slowly slumped to the storey like a rag doll. Her hair was mussed and her optic dazed. Her sass were intumescent and her face reddened. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion manner so at to the lowest degree he knew he hadn't killed her..

His peter dripped semen. cogent evidence of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His spermatozoon furious looking for ovaries and only finding tonsils.

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

He helped her recover and clean house up. He asked if she was okay and she nodded but didn't speak. Hayden arrived and was pleased with his report and unconcerned that her daughter's eyes looked remote.

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

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

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

"Why would you feel shamefaced ?"the foreman 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 guess about how much I wanted to get my nuts off down her throat."

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

"So, you've had those thoughts ?"

"Hell yes. Every fourth dimension. I get a lip working on my dick and what else am I suppose to think about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't seed to us just to absorb. The job ain't complete til we feed ‘ em come and whatever you hafta do to render 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 pharynx. It was lust. Pure lust."

"So ? Her female parent brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. evidence you what. Give it a few time of day You'll see it different. Your dick will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na want it even more. reliance me. When your dick goes up, your guilt goes down. ”