Part 4 - Dana

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It would be gentle to explicate why forefather Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft knocking that was soon to amount to his agency door. It would be harder to explicate why the head priest of Pristine vale would be seen laying with a blond boy on his situation sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a discovery, this day could not possess been tough for Father Simon Dott because he was just returning from a mythic morning, one he had spent with Dana, Fontane's own great-niece 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 various messages and said,"Father Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he engaged now ?"

"He had a advise naming but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would pick apart firstly though."

And so, Father-God Simon Zelotes Dott began a fateful trek toward a balmy knock, a quietly opened doorway, and a insolent scene that would alter his day and send him away in shock.

It was outrageous ! A sixty-something priest wrapped around an terra incognita boy ! It was ... dark ! Iniquity beyond unfairness ! Even Father Fontane's cleverly crafted ism had no tolerance for sodomy yet there he was, the expert 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 pleasure in the Valley, but if he didn't, could he endure with himself ?

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

"Dott. You there ?"

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

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

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

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

"How was your forenoon ?"the older 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 office staff door and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his simple response,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon ?"

Well, if the old man was going to brazenly bear on the way out, 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."

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

"Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from bum. What else would you call 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 idea. Backs himself into me, spoons us up, then I fuck him between his thighs."

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

"Yup. Creamed all over them soft thighs. Ahhhh, so skillful ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my heartfelt Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't buggery. And, it wasn't with no female. So, it all conniption right in nice and neat, pretty much like them blowjobs you like."

While Fontane was once again a maestro of systematization, Dott struggled to agree.

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

"Like what ?"

"affair. We're not to take amour with anyone."

Father Fontane put his forearms on his desk to lean toward his familiar."Look Dott, you really don't want to go making a big mephitis about things do you ? Wouldn't it comfortably for you to…you know ... sink down and you and me come to an understanding ?"

Dott heard threat in Fontane's Son and felt both his declaration and articulation soften.

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

"That's effective Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ liaison'is because I looked it long time ago. Memorized it. familiarity is deep affectionateness like with kissing, hugging, romance, or intimate intercourse. I don't kiss boys so therefore, I don't coquet them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't carnal knowledge. Hugging don't count ‘ cuz we're non-Christian priest. We hug everyone. And if it did tally, you'd be as hangdog as me."

"What ?"

"You hold son of a bitch'heads, don't ya ? Well, I was holding him, not hugging him. So no, wasn't an ounce of intimacy. And think of, 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 mouthful of booze and hoped it would somehow assist him to assort 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 experience to judge ? Earlier that morning, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a blonde girl who he knew was actually a boy. And wasn't he the one who had admitted to the"girl's"mother that he had driven twenty miles to put his member in her daughter's mouth ? And, wasn't he the one who tried to put his dick down the fille's throat against her will ?

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

"good. Now, let's talk of the town about something else. You have a undecomposed prison term 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 dick down her throat ?"

"She ... She wouldn't do it. She said ‘ next 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 feel more like a lady friend, so you better get that done tomorrow. But, at least severalise me you came in her mouth."

"Ohhh ... yeahhhh,"Dott crooned as he remembered his ball-busting climax."But I mean, I did it to help oneself 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 discussion 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 joint, heh-heh. Like mother, like daughter."

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When Hayden arrived with Danu the next day, she pulled Dott aside and said,"tone Fatherhood Dott, I don't appreciate you coming to my home and doing what you did to my girl !"

panic 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 relieved than Father Simon Zelotes Dott in that import as he exhaled fear-ladened breath in a exclusive suspiration 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 someone else."

Could Pristine valley get any freakier ? Fontane's philosophical system ratified blowjobs as a serving to"needy"bastard. His own great-niece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to make love her mouth. 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 cock down her"daughter's"throat !

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Danu made for one hot lady friend, one that made men do double-takes and continue them from ever guessing that the cause of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Dana, with the full and thick blond hair and blue optic. Dana, dressed in a tap tank top and beige boxers. Dana, smooth all over and that mouth -- -

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

"You ... You can phone me Herbert Alexander Simon if you want."

"Nooooo. I like calling you father Dott."Her finger 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 chance to be the responsible for adult who controlled things.

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

Dott thought his cock would break loose."But, you know we have to do to a greater extent. You have to submit it deep."

"I will if you let me suck."

His zipper was down and her mouth was already beginning to gobble up his surd shaft. Her soft, creamy mouth made him recede his will to withstand. His human knee felt watery and his centre closed as he felt the sweet, rolling whizz of her mysterious mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suction, his psyche repeated. suction my peter you sweet little"girl ”.

Just outside, the choir director was leading a group of prospective educatee and their syndicate on a tour of duty of the facility. He described Dott as the"ethical and base and giving new priest of the Valley."As the radical moved on its way, none were aware that behind the wall that separated them, the honorable and humble non-Christian priest was giving his dick to a blond schoolgirl who was actually a boy.

Dott pushed Danu away and said he couldn't take any more than of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"inscrutable things ”.

"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 bump out if I can't."

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

"Ha, I'm not no Virgo the Virgin. I sucked plenty of times."

"No. I mean, your throat is Virgo. We'll go soft. Just spread your mouth and I'll do the rest."

The little girl slumped.

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

She brought herself upright on her human knee and opened her mouth. Just the sight of that oral fissure ... so open air ... so ready ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even come to 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 backtalk. Her warm up breath almost made him emollient. He eased it slowly into her and her lip swarmed over it.

He put his hands on her psyche and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a little more and then ... he felt her tight, pure, 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 service or a lust-crazed animal with penury was beginning to not count ! He had to bang this"little girl"and nothing was going to stop him !

She gagged slightly and put her palms against his second joint as if to dissent. He reminded her to relax and"Just let it hap, Dana. Let it happen."

He was desperate to bury his bone in her ; lay to rest his bone deep into her and fuck her and heart trillion of his fertile spermatozoa right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead snug in the niggardliness of her inexperienced person and untouched anchor ring of virtue. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the head of his"steel"was sheathed beyond that halo. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom-shaped cloud pass got past that ring of electric resistance, the rest was sealed !

"O ... OK Danu,"he said with a vibration voice."clench still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, Father Simon Dott pushed his erect penis all the way into the miss's pharynx. He felt her nose against his pubic region and his Lucille Ball against her mentum.

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

cinque arcminute, 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 uncertain but tried to nod despite having a rock-hard tool down her pharynx and two hired hand gripping her head.

"Good girl. You'll be fine. Are you ready ?"

Again, the pile of blonde hair moved as if to nod.

He began in smoothen strokes, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her look was flush with his abdomen. Again and again. instant after minute after second. A little more Department of Energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't squirm or try to pull away.

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

Nobility left Father Simon Dott. He no longer cared if he was doing his duty or doing her a service or what anyone would think of him. The time had come to get it on the girl of his lust-filled dreams and pump his seed into her and relieve himself deep in that gorgeous, cocksucking rima oris and zilch was going to stop him !

It was no retentive about her. It was about him. His demand. His lust. His nut boiling and needing release.

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

If she wanted to be Thomas More of a"literal"girl then she had to get fucked by a material man ! Any import of their perverse mating was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to get laid her in the mouth ! If she didn't want it, then she should consume stayed household. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her knees in social movement of a priest who"can't have girls"and tease him with her flirty blue middle and lawless mouth.

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

His body yanked back slightly then jammed his operose rod back into her indulgent depths as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four more fourth dimension, he rammed into her as deep as he could go and each clip, he pumped a heavy dose of semen into her. Two more times he did the same and on the 3rd, he rammed it down her throat as deep as it would go and he let out a primal growl and one last dose of full-bodied, thick, fertile sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her head and the girl slowly slumped to the floor like a rag doll. Her hair's-breadth was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her lip were puffy and her face reddened. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion way so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

His pecker dripped ejaculate. Proof of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His sperm enraged looking for ovaries and only finding tonsils.

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

He helped her recover and pick up. He asked if she was okeh and she nodded but didn't speak. Hayden arrived and was pleased with his reputation and unconcerned that her daughter's middle looked aloof.

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

But, that didn't change 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 chief non-Christian priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lustfulness. 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 good deal I wanted to get my nuts off down her throat."

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

"So, you've had those sentiment ?"

"Hell yes. Every prison term. I get a mouth working on my dick and what else am I suppose to call up about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't come to us just to suck. The job ain't complete 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 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. double-dyed lust."

"So ? Her mother brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. order you what. pass on it a few hours You'll see it different. Your cock will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na require it even more. Trust me. When your peter goes up, your guiltiness goes down. ”