Part 4 - Dana

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It would be promiscuous to explain why Father Everett Fontane was not going to hear a soft knock that was soon to come to his office door. It would be knockout to explain why the foreman non-Christian 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 discovery, this day could not have been unfit for don Paul Simon Dott because he was just returning from a mythological dayspring, 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 Hale at the nominal head office. She handed him various messages and said,"Father of the Church Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he occupy now ?"

"He had a counseling appointment but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would criticize number 1 though."

And so, Father Simon Dott began a fateful trek toward a soft knock, a quietly opened door, and a brazen prospect 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 ... iniquity ! evil beyond iniquity ! Even Father Fontane's cleverly crafted doctrine had no tolerance for sodomy yet there he was, the good founder, humping away !

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

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

"Dott. You there ?"

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

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

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

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

"How was your daybreak ?"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 office door and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his unproblematic reception,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Herb Simon ?"

Well, if the old man was going to brazenly crusade 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."

"Sodomy ?"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 fanny, 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. perdition, 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 thigh. Ahhhh, so good ! Like fuckin'a woman. But, my affectionately Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't sodomy. And, it wasn't with no female. So, it all tantrum right in overnice and neat, 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 ?"

"familiarity. We're not to consume intimacy with anyone."

Father Fontane put his forearms on his desk to angle toward his companion."flavour 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 ... settle down and you and me come to an discernment ?"

Dott heard threat in Fontane's word and felt both his firmness of purpose and vocalization soften.

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

"That's better Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ intimacy'is because I looked it long time ago. Memorized it. familiarity is inscrutable affection like with caressing, hugging, romance, or sexual intercourse. I don't candy kiss son so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't intercourse. Hugging don't count ‘ cuz we're priests. We hug everyone. And if it did count, you'd be as hangdog as me."

"What ?"

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

Dott downed a mouthful of pot 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 thing ride, at least for the time being.

Besides, what right did he have to judge ? Earlier that morn, 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 XX mile to put his member in her daughter's mouth ? And, wasn't he the one who tried to put his dick down the missy's pharynx against her will ?

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

"Good. Now, let's lecture about something else. You have a full time with my great-niece ?"

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

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

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

"I told you your job was to get it all the way in her so she can finger more like a fille, so you better get that done tomorrow. But, at least narrate me you came in her mouth."

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

"Of grade 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 knees, heh-heh. Like mother, like daughter."

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

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 fellate my cock."

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

No one in the world was more relieved than Father Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breath in a single 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 someone else."

Could Pristine Valley get any outlandish ? Fontane's doctrine ratified blowjobs as a servicing to"indigent"whoreson. His own great-niece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to have it away her lip. 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 dick down her"girl's"throat !

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Dana made for one hot miss, one that made men do double-takes and kept them from ever guessing that the case of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Danu, with the full and thick blond whisker and blue eyes. Dana, dressed in a pinko tank top and beige shorts. Danu, smooth all over and that mouth -- -

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

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

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

And with that, begetter Dott lost his start chance to be the responsible adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her articulatio genus. `` But, I 'll suck so you do n't postulate girls. ``

Dott thought his putz would break loose."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 bolt up his hard light beam. Her soft, creamy mouth made him lose his will to resist. His knee joint felt weak and his oculus closed as he felt the sweet, rolling sensations of her mystic mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his brain repeated. Suck my hammer you sweet little"girl ”.

Just outside, the choir director was leading a group of prospective educatee and their families on a tour of the quickness. 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 respectable 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 Thomas More of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"deeper things ”.

"Listen Dana, I have to,"he said."I have fiat from my knob and your mother."

The girl shrugged."okeh. 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 you can. We'll go dull. It's not the showtime time I've done it with a virgin."

"Ha, I'm not no Virgin. I sucked heap of times."

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

The girl slumped.

'' aspect Dana, I have a job to do. I 'm going to know you in the sassing or you might as well leave. ``

She brought herself vertical on her knees and opened her lip. Just the sight of that backtalk ... so open ... so prepare ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even touch his prick. But, he had a job to do so he took affair in-hand and brought the tip of his hard-on to her lips. Her warmly breathing spell almost made him cream. He eased it slowly into her and her back talk swarmed over it.

He put his hired man on her head and said,"Just relax, Dana. Relax."He eased in a piddling more and then ... he felt her tight, pair of virginals, entrance and he was reminded that the way to heaven was specify and only a few would feel it. Whether he was a priest doing a service or a lust-crazed beast with motive was beginning to not matter ! He had to fuck this"girl"and nothing was going to end him !

She gagged slightly and put her laurel wreath against his thighs as if to hold out. He reminded her to slack up and"Just let it happen, Danu. Let it happen."

He was desperate to swallow up his ivory in her ; bury his ivory deep into her and have intercourse her and pump gazillion of his fertile sperm cell right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway production and his cockhead snug in the tightness of her innocent and untouched ring of moral excellence. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the headland of his"brand"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom mind got past times that annulus of resistance, the repose was certain !

"O ... OK Dana,"he said with a trembling voice."Hold still."

He gripped her head teacher tighter and slowly, very slowly, Father Simon Dott pushed his upright phallus all the way into the girl's pharynx. He felt her olfactory organ against his pubic region and his balls against her mentum.

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

quintuplet minute, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"Okay Dana, I have to do it. I have to fuck you. You're prepare and those are my orders."

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

"Good fille. You'll be fine. Are you cook ?"

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

He began in smooth out fortuity, pulling back until he almost slipped from her pharynx and back in until her typeface was flush with his abdomen. Again and again. second after minute after mo. A little More energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't wiggle or try to pull away.

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

Nobility left Father Marvin Neil Simon Dott. He no longer like if he was doing his responsibility or doing her a service or what anyone would recollect of him. The metre had come to have it off the female child of his lust-filled dreaming and pump his seeded player into her and free himself cryptical in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and nothing was going to stop him !

It was no tenacious about her. It was about him. His motive. His lecherousness. His chunk boiling and needing firing.

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

If she wanted to be more of a"existent"girl then she had to get fucked by a actual man ! Any issue 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 domicile. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her genu in front 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 think about was how a lot he wanted to cum in her ; trench in her ! And as the moments past and his lust built and he felt himself approaching sexual climax, he pulled her head to him until her face was smashed against his body. His hips thrust hard as he buried his bone deep down her throat and his ball 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 hard rod back into her soft profoundness as he blasted her entrails again. Two, three, four more meter, he rammed into her as deeply as he could go and each time, he pumped a heavy dose of semen into her. Two more time he did the same and on the 3rd, he rammed it down her throat as cryptic as it would go and he let out a cardinal growl and one last dose of rich, thick, fertile sperm.

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

When it finally did, he released her chief and the daughter slowly slumped to the floor like a rag chick. Her fuzz was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her sass were puffy and her facial expression reddened. But, her body writhed in a slow-motion manner so at least he knew he hadn't killed her..

His cock dripped cum. Proof of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His spermatozoon fierce looking for ovaries and only finding tonsils.

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

He helped her recover and make clean 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 aloof.

When they were gone, Dott met with Fontane, gave a replete theme, and was patted on the rachis 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 shamefaced ?"the primary priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lust. Pure lust. I didn't do it for Danu. I did it for me. I fucked your grandniece because I'm a hopeless pervert who could only opine about how much I wanted to get my nuts off down her throat."

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

"So, you've had those opinion ?"

"Hell yes. Every meter. I get a mouth working on my pecker and what else am I suppose to think about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't seed to us just to suck. The job ain't make out til we feed ‘ em cum and whatever you hafta do to pass it to them, then that's what you do. We give, they receive. And, if we don't soul 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. gross lust."

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