function 4 - Dana

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It would be tardily to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to get a line a soft knock that was soon to come to his authority threshold. It would be harder to explain why the boss priest of Pristine Valley would be seen laying with a blond boy on his office staff sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a find, this day could not have been speculative for Father-God Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fab morning, one he had spent with Danu, Fontane's own great-niece and one arranged by Fontane himself.

Dott parked his car and checked in with Jenni Nathan Hale at the nominal head agency. She handed him several 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 counseling designation but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would knock get-go though."

And so, Father Simon Dott began a foreboding trek toward a soft rap, a quietly opened doorway, and a brazen aspect 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 ... injustice ! Iniquity beyond iniquity ! Even Church Father Fontane's cleverly crafted philosophical system had no tolerance for sodomy yet there he was, the upright Father, humping away !

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

His torment was eventually interrupted by the intercom 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. seminal fluid see me now."

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

The blond boy was gone and Fontane's demeanor was as if zippo had happened.

"How was your morning ?"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 room access and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his simple reaction,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon ?"

fountainhead, if the old man was going to brazenly force 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 worry about it."

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

"anal sex ?"Fontane laughed."Wasn't no sodomy."

"Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from behind. 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. hellhole, 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 voiced thighs. Ahhhh, so commodity ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my good Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't buggery. And, it wasn't with no female person. So, it all conniption right in prissy and neat, pretty much like them blowjobs you like."

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

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

"Like what ?"

"affaire. We're not to have familiarity with anyone."

forefather Fontane put his forearms on his desk to lean toward his associate."feel 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 ... root down and you and me come to an understanding ?"

Dott heard terror in Fontane's intelligence and felt both his resolve and articulation soften.

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

"That's better Simon. ground it ain't ‘ intimacy'is because I looked it farsighted prison term ago. Memorized it. familiarity is deep philia like with fondling, hugging, romance, or sexual intercourse. I don't osculate boys so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't sex act. Hugging don't enumeration ‘ cuz we're priests. We hug everyone. And if it did enumeration, you'd be as shamefaced 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 recall, it's our job to avail them boy 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 strong drink and hoped it would somehow help him to class through all that he had heard. Since he couldn't, it was best to just let things turn on, at to the lowest degree for the time being.

Besides, what right did he take to label ? former that forenoon, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a light-haired 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 penis in her girl's sass ? 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 rely 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 prick down her pharynx ?"

"She ... She wouldn't do it. She said ‘ adjacent metre'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 female child, so you better get that done tomorrow. But, at least tell me you came in her mouth."

"Ohhh ... yeahhhh,"Dott crooned as he remembered his ball-busting orgasm."But I mean, I did it to avail 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 metre on her knee joint, heh-heh. Like mother, like daughter."

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

scare swelled through him, inflating his inside 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 suckle my cock."

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

No one in the creation was more projected than male parent Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breathing spell in a unmarried sigh of relief.

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

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

Could Pristine vale get any freaky ? Fontane's doctrine ratified cock sucking as a service to"needy"motherfucker. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to get laid her backtalk. Her mother knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave uncounted cock sucking. And now, she had just commanded him to put his hawkshaw 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 kept them from ever guessing that the drive of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Dana, with the fully and thick blonde pilus and blue eyes. Danu, dressed in a tap army tank top and beige shorts. Dana, smooth all over and that back talk -- -

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

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

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

And with that, Father Dott lost his first-class honours degree chance to be the responsible adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her genu. `` But, I 'll absorb so you do n't involve young lady. ``

Dott thought his cock would detonate."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 quill. Her gentle, creamy mouth made him drop off his will to resist. His knees felt weak and his eyes closed as he felt the sweet, rolling maven of her mystical mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his genius repeated. Suck my cock you sweet little"daughter ”.

Just outside, the choir director was leading a grouping of prospective students and their mob on a tour of the adeptness. He described Dott as the"honorable and humble and giving new priest of the Valley."As the mathematical group moved on its way, none were aware that behind the rampart that separated them, the honest and menial priest was giving his putz 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"profoundly things ”.

"Listen Dana, 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 course of action you can. We'll go obtuse. It's not the world-class time I've done it with a virgin."

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

"No. I mean, your throat is virginal. We'll go easy. Just spread your rima oris and I'll do the rest."

The girl slumped.

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

She brought herself upright on her knee joint and opened her mouth. Just the mess of that mouth ... so undetermined ... so ready ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even concern his shaft. But, he had a job to do so he took matters in-hand and brought the tip of his erection to her lips. Her warm breath almost made him emollient. He eased it slowly into her and her rima oris swarmed over it.

He put his hands on her head and said,"Just relax, Danu. Relax."He eased in a little More and then ... he felt her tight, virginal, entry 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 divine service or a lust-crazed animal with motivation was beginning to not matter ! He had to fuck this"girl"and nothing was going to stop him !

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

He was desperate to bury his bone in her ; bury his bone deep into her and fuck her and ticker jillion of his fertile spermatozoon right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead cubbyhole in the parsimony of her innocent and untouched ring of virtuousness. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the head of his"sword"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom head got past tense that mob of resistance, the rest was sealed !

"O ... Okay Danu,"he said with a vibration spokesperson."postponement still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, Father Simon Dott pushed his upright phallus all the way into the girl's throat. He felt her nozzle against his pubes and his balls against her Kuki-Chin.

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

5 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 unsettled but tried to nod despite having a rock-hard dick down her pharynx and two men gripping her head.

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

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

He began in smooth solidus, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her case was flush with his venter. Again and again. moment after minute after minute. A little more get-up-and-go. Nearly half-speed. She didn't squirm or try to pull away.

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

nobleness left Father Simon Dott. He no longer handle if he was doing his tariff or doing her a serving or what anyone would think of him. The time had come to fuck the little girl of his lust-filled ambition and pump his seed into her and relieve himself late in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and nothing was going to arrest him !

It was no longer about her. It was about him. His need. His lecherousness. His testis boiling and needing going.

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

If she wanted to be Thomas More of a"veridical"girl then she had to get fucked by a rattling man ! Any effect of their perverse mating was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to fuck her in the backtalk ! If she didn't want it, then she should have stayed home. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her knees in front man of a priest who"can't have girls"and tease him with her flirty blue eyes and lawless mouth.

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could believe about was how often he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the moments past and his lust built and he felt himself approaching climax, he pulled her head to him until her boldness was smashed against his body. His articulatio coxae thrust hard as he buried his bone deep down her pharynx and his balls quaked and begetter Simon the Canaanite Dott began inseminating the throat of the blond fille who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His body yanked back slightly then jammed his intemperate rod back into her soft deepness as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four More time, he rammed into her as deep as he could go and each time, he pumped a backbreaking Venus's curse of ejaculate into her. Two more times he did the same and on the third, he rammed it down her throat as deep as it would go and he let out a primal growling and one last dose of fat, thick, fertile sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her head and the female child slowly slumped to the floor like a rag bird. Her hair was mussed and her eye dazed. Her brim were intumescent and her typeface reddened. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion manner so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

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

Wouldn't Father 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 pick 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 girl'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 change how founding father Simon Dott's interior were in turmoil.

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

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

"Because ... Because it was lecherousness. 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 orchis 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 eagre whoreson down there slurping on your manhood."

"So, you've had those thoughts ?"

"netherworld yes. Every time. I get a sass working on my dick and what else am I suppose to think about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't come to us just to suck. The job ain't fill out til we feed ‘ em cum and whatever you hafta do to return it to them, then that's what you do. We give, they receive. And, if we don't mortal 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 lustfulness. saturated lust."

"So ? Her mother brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. Tell you what. dedicate it a few hours You'll see it different. Your prick will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na want it even more. trustfulness me. When your hawkshaw goes up, your guilty conscience goes down. ”