Part 4 - Dana

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It would be easily to explain why begetter Everett Fontane was not going to hear a gentle knock that was soon to derive to his government agency room access. It would be severe to explain why the top dog priest of Pristine vale would be seen laying with a blond boy on his function sofa.

While there would seldom be a good day for such a breakthrough, this day could not have been spoilt for Father Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous morning, 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 Hale at the front office. She handed him several subject matter 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 rede appointment but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would knock first of all though."

And so, Father Simon Dott began a fateful trek toward a flaccid whack, a quietly opened door, and a barefaced scene that would neuter his day and send him away in shock.

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

eve 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 valley, but if he didn't, could he live on 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, Fatherhood Fontane."

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

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

The blonde boy was gone and Fontane's deportment was as if nothing had happened.

"How was your first light ?"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 door and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his unproblematic response,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon ?"

well, if the old man was going to brazenly push 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 ? buggery 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 send for it ?"

"Yeah, I was spooning him and I was fucking him from hind end, 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, spoon us up, then I fuck him between his thighs."

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

"Yup. Creamed all over them sonant thighs. 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 fits right in Nice and neat, pretty much like them blowjobs you like."

While Fontane was once again a victor of rationalisation, Dott struggled to agree.

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

"Like what ?"

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

Father 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 things do you ? Wouldn't it better for you to…you know ... settle down and you and me come to an understanding ?"

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

"Okay Everett. Okay. But, can we at to the lowest degree talk about the thing of amour ? I mean, after what I saw, I think you can realize why I need to ask."

"That's better Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ familiarity'is because I looked it farseeing time ago. Memorized it. intimacy is deep warmness like with kissing, hugging, romance, or sexual intercourse. I don't buss male child so therefore, I don't dally them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't intercourse. Hugging don't enumeration ‘ cuz we're priests. We hug everyone. And if it did count, 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 intimacy. And commemorate, it's our job to help them male child so they don't go off gettin'defiled by them perverts in the city."He poured two glasses of whisky."Here. Let's toast our new understanding."

Dott downed a mouthful 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 matter tantalise, at least for the sentence being.

Besides, what right did he sustain to try ? Earlier that cockcrow, 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"young woman'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 girl's pharynx against her will ?

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

"commodity. Now, let's talk 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 dick down her pharynx ?"

"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 amend get that done tomorrow. But, at to the lowest degree enjoin 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 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 ‘ counselling ’."

"She fucks men at the grange ?"

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

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

Panic 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 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 assuage than founding father Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breathing time in a unity sigh of relief.

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

"Well, who's in control here ? Who 's the grownup ? Don't take no for an result or I'll have to incur someone else."

Could Pristine vale get any gonzo ? Fontane's ism ratified blowjobs as a service to"necessitous"cocksuckers. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to bonk her mouth. Her mother knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave uncounted 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, Danu made for one hot missy, one that made men do double-takes and keep them from ever guessing that the campaign of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Dana, with the full and duncical blonde hair and dismal eye. Dana, dressed in a rap tank top and beige boxershorts. Dana, smooth all over and that oral fissure -- -

"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 fingers traced to his bloomers."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 adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her knee. `` But, I 'll suck so you do n't need young lady. ``

Dott thought his cock would explode."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 shaft. Her soft, creamy mouthpiece made him fall back his will to stand. His knee felt weak and his centre closed as he felt the sugariness, rolling sensations of her mystical mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his brainpower repeated. suck my pecker you sweet piffling"girl ”.

Just outside, the consort music director was leading a group of prospective educatee and their household on a tour of the facility. He described Dott as the"honourable and humble and giving new non-Christian priest of the Valley."As the radical moved on its way, none were cognisant that behind the wall that separated them, the honorable and low priest was giving his peter 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"rich affair ”.

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

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

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

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

"No. I mean, your pharynx is Virgo. We'll go tardily. Just open your oral fissure and I'll do the rest."

The girl slumped.

'' look Danu, I have a job to do. I 'm going to fuck you in the back talk or you might as well leave. ``

She brought herself upright on her knees and opened her mouth. Just the sight of that mouth ... so open ... so make ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even tinct his cock. But, he had a job to do so he took issue in-hand and brought the tip of his erection to her lips. Her warm breathing time almost made him cream. He eased it slowly into her and her mouth swarmed over it.

He put his workforce on her head and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a little more and then ... he felt her tight, virginal, 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 animal with demand was beginning to not weigh ! He had to bonk this"young lady"and aught was going to stop him !

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

He was desperate to sink his bone in her ; forget his os deep into her and have it off her and pump one thousand thousand of his fertile spermatozoa right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead snug in the concentration of her innocent and untouched anchor ring of virtue. He was nearly gasping from pleasance. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the headspring of his"sword"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom school principal got past that ring of opposition, the rest was certain !

"O ... OK Dana,"he said with a vibration part."handle still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, forefather Herbert Alexander Simon Dott pushed his rear penis all the way into the girl's throat. He felt her nose against his os pubis and his balls against her chin.

He began fucking her. Deep and slow. Asking if she was okay. Fucking her with retentive strokes. Controlling himself. Getting her comfortable. Getting her ready for the actual roll in the hay that was to follow.

pentad minutes, 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 putz down her throat and two hands gripping her head.

"trade good missy. You'll be all right. Are you make ?"

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

He began in smooth strokes, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her face was flush with his venter. Again and again. Minute after minute after instant. A little Sir Thomas More vigor. Nearly half-speed. She didn't wriggle or try to rip away.

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

grandeur left Father Simon Dott. He no longer handle if he was doing his duty or doing her a service or what anyone would think of him. The time had come to be intimate the young woman of his lust-filled dreams and pump his cum into her and relieve himself deep in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and null was going to stop him !

It was no tenacious about her. It was about him. His pauperism. His luxuria. His formal boiling and needing spillage.

He had a cocksucker on her human knee and he was going to fall in 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 consequence of their perverse mating was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to hump her in the mouth ! If she didn't want it, then she should induce stayed household. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her stifle in front of a priest who"can't have girls"and tease him with her flirty racy eyes and wide-open mouth.

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could think about was how much he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the minute past and his luxuria built and he felt himself approaching climax, he pulled her head teacher to him until her face was smashed against his body. His coxa thrust hard as he buried his off-white deep down her throat and his balls quaked and begetter Simon Dott began inseminating the throat of the blond girl who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His body yanked back slightly then jammed his strong rod back into her soft astuteness as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four more sentence, he rammed into her as deep as he could go and each metre, he pumped a clayey dose of semen into her. Two more times he did the Saame and on the third, he rammed it down her throat as deep as it would go and he let out a cardinal growl and one survive Zen of copious, thick, rich sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her school principal and the girl slowly slumped to the floor like a rag dame. Her hair was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her backtalk were tumescent and her face reddened. But, her soundbox writhed in a slow-motion way so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

His dick dripped semen. substantiation of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His sperm wild 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 girl into a writhing and sticky daze.

He helped her recover and clean up. He asked if she was OK 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 Padre Simon Dott's interior were in turmoil.

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

"Why would you experience guilty ?"the chief priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lust. Pure lecherousness. 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 opine about how a good deal I wanted to get my nuts off down her throat."

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

"So, you've had those intellection ?"

"Hell yes. Every sentence. I get a mouth 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 all over til we feed ‘ em seminal fluid and whatever you hafta do to gift 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. Pure lust."

"So ? Her mother brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. enjoin you what. commit it a few hours You'll see it dissimilar. Your peter will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na desire it even more. Trust me. When your prick goes up, your guilt feelings goes down. ”