character 4 - Dana

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It would be easy to explain why father Everett Fontane was not going to pick up a soft knock that was soon to come to his agency door. It would be harder to excuse why the foreman 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 have been worse for Father Herbert A. Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous first light, 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 Hale at the straw man office. She handed him respective message and said,"Father-God Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he busy now ?"

"He had a counsel naming but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would ping foremost though."

And so, Father Herbert A. Simon Dott began a fateful trek toward a soft smash, a quietly opened threshold, and a brazen panorama that would vary his day and send him away in electrical shock.

It was outrageous ! A sixty-something priest wrapped around an unknown boy ! It was ... evil ! Iniquity beyond evil ! Even Church Father Fontane's cleverly crafted philosophy had no leeway for sodomy yet there he was, the upright male parent, 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 vale, 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 view enough to reply,"Y ... Yes, Father Fontane."

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

Dott washed his face, mustered his courage, 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 demeanour was as if nothing had happened.

"How was your break of day ?"the older priest asked with a raunchy smile.

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

"Saw me ? Saw me what ?"

"I knocked on your spot doorway and I saw you ... with some boy."

Fontane stared before his simple reaction,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon ?"

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

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

"Everett, you were spooning him and fucking him from rear end. 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. the pits, 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 flaccid thighs. Ahhhh, so good ! Like fuckin'a cleaning woman. But, my costly Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't anal sex. 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 master of rationalizations, Dott struggled to agree.

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

"Like what ?"

"Intimacy. We're not to have intimacy with anyone."

Father Fontane put his forearms on his desk to slant toward his comrade."Look Dott, you really don't want to go making a big malodour about affair 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 Logos and felt both his resolution and vox soften.

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

"That's dear Herbert A. Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ affaire'is because I looked it long sentence ago. Memorized it. Intimacy is deeply heart like with kissing, caressing, romance, or sexual sexual relation. I don't kiss boys 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 guilty as me."

"What ?"

"You hold dickhead'heads, don't ya ? Well, I was holding him, not hugging him. So no, wasn't an Panthera uncia of intimacy. And recall, it's our job to avail them boys so they don't go off gettin'defiled by them deviate in the city."He poured two meth of whiskey."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 hinge on, at to the lowest degree for the prison term being.

Besides, what right did he consume to pass judgment ? earliest that first light, 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 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 trust you."

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

"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 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 young lady, so you better get that done tomorrow. But, at to the lowest degree order me you came in her mouth."

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

"Of form 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 time on her knees, heh-heh. Like female parent, like daughter."

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When Hayden arrived with Dana the next day, she pulled Dott aside and said,"Look 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 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 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 projecting than male parent Marvin Neil Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breath in a I suspiration of relief.

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

"well, who's in controller here ? Who 's the grownup ? Don't take no for an reply or I'll have to feel person else."

Could Pristine valley get any freakier ? Fontane's school of thought ratified blowjobs as a Robert William Service to"needy"whoreson. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to make love her backtalk. Her mother knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave myriad blowjobs. And now, she had just commanded him to put his dick down her"daughter's"throat !

Not that he would object in any way. Despite being a boy, Danu made for one hot girl, one that made men do double-takes and kept them from ever guessing that the cause of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Danu, with the fully and thick blond whisker and blue centre. Dana, dressed in a pink armored combat vehicle top and beige boxershorts. Danu, smooth all over and that mouth -- -

"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 finger traced to his pants."I like that you're a priest who don't get girls."

And with that, Padre Dott lost his first hazard to be the responsible adult who controlled things.

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

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 back talk made him lose his will to jib. His human knee felt weak and his centre closed as he felt the sweet, rolling sensations of her occult mouth.

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

Just outside, the choir director was leading a group of prospective bookman and their sept on a spell of the facility. He described Dott as the"honorable and abase 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 good and humble non-Christian 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 more than of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"abstruse things ”.

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

The missy shrugged."okay. It's just ... I don't know if I can and I don't know if I want to obtain out if I can't."

"Of course you can. We'll go ho-hum. It's not the first time I've done it with a virgin."

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

"No. I mean, your throat is virgin. We'll go well-heeled. Just open your lip and I'll do the rest."

The missy slumped.

'' Look Dana, I have a job to do. I 'm going to love you in the oral fissure or you might as well allow. ``

She brought herself upright piano on her knees and opened her mouth. Just the sight of that rima oris ... so open ... so cook ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even touch his putz. But, he had a job to do so he took thing in-hand and brought the tip of his hard-on to her sassing. Her quick breath almost made him pick. He eased it slowly into her and her mouthpiece swarmed over it.

He put his paw on her chief and said,"Just relax, Danu. Relax."He eased in a little More and then ... he felt her tight, pair of virginals, entrance and he was reminded that the way to heaven was narrow-minded and only a few would find it. Whether he was a priest doing a service or a lust-crazed animal with needs was beginning to not weigh ! He had to eff this"girl"and nothing was going to turn back him !

She gagged slightly and put her thenar against his thighs as if to balk. He reminded her to relax and"Just let it find, Danu. Let it happen."

He was desperate to inhume his osseous tissue in her ; bury his os deep into her and be intimate her and pump millions of his fertile spermatozoa right down her cocksucking pharynx !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead snug in the tightness of her inexperienced person and unmoved ringing of virtue. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the pass of his"sword"was sheathed beyond that tintinnabulation. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom cloud head got retiring that pack of impedance, the respite was certain !

"O ... Okay Dana,"he said with a palpitation voice."keep still."

He gripped her point tighter and slowly, very slowly, don Simon Zelotes Dott pushed his tumid penis all the way into the girl's pharynx. He felt her nose against his pubes and his balls against her chin.

He began fucking her. Deep and boring. Asking if she was okay. Fucking her with farsighted solidus. Controlling himself. Getting her comfortable. Getting her ready for the tangible fuck that was to take after.

Five minutes, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"okey Danu, I have to do it. I have to fuck you. You're ready and those are my orders."

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

"trade good girl. You'll be fine. Are you quick ?"

Again, the mass 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 efflorescence with his abdomen. Again and again. instant after minute after min. A little more than energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't wiggle or try to perpetrate away.

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

Nobility left founder Herbert Alexander Simon Dott. He no longer cared if he was doing his tariff or doing her a military service or what anyone would recollect of him. The time had come to sleep together the girl of his lust-filled dreams and pump his seed into her and relieve himself deeply in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and nothing was going to stop him !

It was no farsighted about her. It was about him. His pauperization. His lustfulness. His globe boiling and needing release.

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

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

He was panting and gasping and pummeling her and all he could cogitate about was how practically he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the moments past and his lust built and he felt himself approaching flood tide, he pulled her caput to him until her face was smashed against his physical structure. His coxa thrust hard as he buried his bone deep down her throat and his balls quaked and sire Simon Dott began inseminating the throat of the blond fille who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His consistence yanked back slightly then jammed his difficult rod back into her soft depths as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four More times, he rammed into her as deep as he could go and each time, he pumped a heavy dose of ejaculate into her. Two more times he did the same and on the third, he rammed it down her throat as abstruse as it would go and he let out a primal growl and one finish dose of rich, midst, productive sperm.

He exhaled like an burst and realized it had been some time since he had taken a breath. 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 out of her until his dick stopped twitching and jerking and post-copulation peace returned.

When it finally did, he released her head and the girl slowly slumped to the base like a rag doll. Her hair was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her lips were puffy and her fount reddened. But, her torso writhed in a slow-motion way so at to the lowest degree he knew he hadn't killed her ..

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

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

He helped her recover and pick up. He asked if she was okey and she nodded but didn't speak. Hayden arrived and was pleased with his news report and unconcerned that her daughter's center looked distant.

When they were gone, Dott met with Fontane, gave a broad write up, and was patted on the cover for a job well done.

But, that didn't variety how Father Simon Dott's interior were in turmoil.

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

"Why would you feel guilty ?"the tribal chief priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was hunger. Pure lust. I didn't do it for Dana. I did it for me. I fucked your grandniece because I'm a hopeless deviant who could only think about how very much I wanted to get my nuts 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 tidal bore SOB down there slurping on your manhood."

"So, you've had those thought ?"

"Hell yes. Every fourth dimension. I get a oral fissure working on my dick and what else am I suppose to imagine about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't seed to us just to suck. The job ain't complete til we feed ‘ em seminal fluid 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. Pure lust."

"So ? Her mother brought here to get fucked and you fucked her. assure you what. Give it a few hours You'll see it unlike. Your shaft will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na require it even more. reliance me. When your cock goes up, your guilty conscience goes down. ”