division 4 - Dana

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It would be easy to explain why Fatherhood Everett Fontane was not going to get word a soft whack that was soon to make out to his office room access. It would be severe to explain why the top dog 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 find, this day could not take in been worse for Father Simon Dott because he was just returning from a fabulous dawn, one he had spent with Dana, Fontane's own grandniece and one arranged by Fontane himself.

Dott parked his car and checked in with Jenni Nathan Hale at the face office. She handed him several message and said,"Father Fontane said he wants to see you as soon as you got back."

"Figured he would. Is he in use now ?"

"He had a rede appointment but that was an hour-and-a-half ago. I would knock first though."

And so, Father-God Simon Dott began a black trek toward a soft knocking, a quietly opened door, and a insolent scene that would alter his day and send him away in shock.

It was steep ! A sixty-something non-Christian priest wrapped around an unknown boy ! It was ... shabbiness ! injustice beyond iniquity ! Even Father Fontane's cleverly crafted philosophy had no leeway for anal sex yet there he was, the good Father, humping away !

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

His torment was eventually interrupted by the intercommunication system 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 human face, mustered his courage, and made his way to the old man's office, still incertain of what he would do.

The blond boy was gone and Fontane's conduct was as if nothing had happened.

"How was your morning ?"the honest-to-god priest asked with a lustful 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 simple reception,"So ?"

"You were ..."

"I was what, Simon ?"

Well, if the old man was going to brazenly labour the issuance, 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 ? anal intercourse 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 backside, 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 soft thigh. Ahhhh, so ripe ! Like fuckin'a char. But, my honey Simon, it wasn't sex. And, it wasn't sodomy. And, it wasn't with no female person. So, it all fit right in nice and straight, pretty much like them blowjobs you like."

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

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

"Like what ?"

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

Father-God Fontane put his forearms on his desk to lean toward his companion."face 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 resolve and voice soften.

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

"That's wagerer Simon. Reason it ain't ‘ intimacy'is because I looked it long time ago. Memorized it. amour is deep affection like with kissing, hugging, romance, or intimate intercourse. I don't osculation boys so therefore, I don't romance them either. Never penetrated him so wasn't sexual congress. 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 prick'header, 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 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 spirits and hoped it would somehow help him to sort out through all that he had heard. Since he couldn't, it was best to just let affair ride, at least for the time being.

Besides, what right did he have to judge ? Earlier that morning, he was the one who was pervey enough to get sucked off by a blonde girlfriend who he knew was actually a boy. And wasn't he the one who had admitted to the"girl's"female parent that he had driven XX miles to put his member in her daughter's backtalk ? 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."

"good. 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 ‘ future time'so she's coming here tomorrow."

"I told you your job was to get it all the way in her so she can experience more like a girlfriend, so you full get that done tomorrow. But, at to the lowest degree 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 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 lady of pleasure ! She knows better, but she spends a lot of clip on her knees, heh-heh. Like female parent, like daughter."

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

terror 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 XX 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 palliate than Father Paul Simon Dott in that moment as he exhaled fear-ladened breathing space in a single 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 vale get any off-the-wall ? Fontane's doctrine ratified blowjob as a service to"needy"cocksucker. His own grandniece was actually a cocksucking boy and he had arranged for Dott to fuck her mouth. Her mother knew about it and had left for the grange where she gave unnumerable blowjobs. And now, she had just commanded him to put his dick down her"daughter's"pharynx !

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 maintain them from ever guessing that the grounds of their hardons was a cocksucking boy ! Danu, with the entire and thick blond tomentum and low eyes. Dana, dressed in a pink tank top and beige shorts. Danu, smooth all over and that lip -- -

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

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

"Nooooo. I like calling you Father Dott."Her finger's breadth traced to his pants."I like that you're a priest who don't get girls."

And with that, Father Dott lost his first luck to be the responsible for adult who controlled things.

She went slowly to her genu. `` But, I 'll suck 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 zip was down and her mouthpiece was already beginning to bolt up his hard dick. Her soft, creamy mouth made him lose his will to balk. His knees felt light and his eyes closed as he felt the sweet, rolling sensations of her occult mouth.

Ah ... yes ... suck, his nous repeated. Suck my putz you sweet little"girl ”.

Just outside, the consort film director was leading a group of prospective students and their families on a tour of the adeptness. He described Dott as the"honorable and low 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 small non-Christian priest was giving his pecker to a blond schoolgirl who was actually a boy.

Dott pushed Dana away and said he couldn't take any Sir Thomas More of her sucking without cumming and they needed to get on to"inscrutable things ”.

"Listen Dana, I have to,"he said."I have orders from my hirer 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 encounter out if I can't."

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

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

"No. I mean, your throat is virtuous. We'll go easy. Just open your oral cavity and I'll do the rest."

The miss slumped.

'' tone Dana, I have a job to do. I 'm going to fuck you in the sass 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 ready ... so wet and pinkish ... made him afraid to even touch his peter. But, he had a job to do so he took affair in-hand and brought the tip of his erection to her sassing. Her warm breathing space almost made him cream. He eased it slowly into her and her mouth swarmed over it.

He put his paw on her headspring and said,"Just relax, Danu. Relax."He eased in a little More and then ... he felt her tight, virtuous, entry and he was reminded that the way to heaven was narrow and only a few would determine it. Whether he was a priest doing a service or a lust-crazed animal with indigence was beginning to not matter ! He had to have it away this"girl"and zilch was going to stop over him !

She gagged slightly and put her medal against his thigh as if to refuse. He reminded her to decompress and"Just let it befall, Danu. Let it happen."

He was desperate to sink his bone in her ; bury his pearl deep into her and make love her and pump millions of his fertile spermatozoa right down her cocksucking throat !

He felt her gateway yield and his cockhead snug in the niggardliness of her innocent and unmoved ring of virtue. He was nearly gasping from pleasure. He eased forward more and ... yes ! ... the header of his"sword"was sheathed beyond that ring. He was in ! Not all of the way yet, but once that mushroom head got past that ring of resistance, the relief was certain !

"O ... Okay Dana,"he said with a tremble voice."Hold still."

He gripped her head tighter and slowly, very slowly, Father Simon Dott pushed his vertical penis all the way into the girl's throat. He felt her nozzle against his pubic region and his balls against her chin.

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

Five instant, then ten, then fifteen passed before he said,"okey Dana, I have to do it. I have to have intercourse you. You're cook and those are my orders."

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

"good girl. You'll be delicately. Are you ready ?"

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

He began in fluid separatrix, pulling back until he almost slipped from her throat and back in until her face was flush with his stomach. Again and again. Minute after minute after minute. A little more than Energy. Nearly half-speed. She didn't squirm or try to tear away.

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

Nobility left Father-God Simon the Zealot 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 have sex the girl of his lust-filled dreams and pump his seed into her and allay himself deep in that gorgeous, cocksucking mouth and nothing was going to hold back him !

It was no longer about her. It was about him. His motive. His lecherousness. His Ball boiling and needing release.

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

If she wanted to be More of a"real"girl then she had to get fucked by a real man ! Any consequence of their perverse sexual union was all on her ! She knew before she came there that he was going to fuck her in the back talk ! If she didn't want it, then she should have stayed home. And, she certainly shouldn't have dropped to her knees in presence 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 lots he wanted to cum in her ; deep in her ! And as the present moment past and his luxuria built and he felt himself approaching climax, he pulled her headspring to him until her grimace was smashed against his organic structure. His hip joint thrust hard as he buried his bone deep down her throat and his bollock quaked and Fatherhood Simon Dott began inseminating the pharynx of the blond girl who was actually a cocksucking boy.

His body yanked back slightly then jammed his concentrated rod back into her soft depths as he blasted her innards again. Two, three, four to a greater extent times, he rammed into her as deep as he could go and each sentence, he pumped a weighty dose of ejaculate into her. Two more times he did the same and on the third, he rammed it down her pharynx as mystifying as it would go and he let out a primal growl and one finally STD of rich, thick, fertile sperm.

He exhaled like an explosion 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 of her until his cock stopped twitching and jerking and post-copulation peace returned.

When it finally did, he released her foreland and the girlfriend slowly slumped to the storey like a rag doll. Her hair was mussed and her eyes dazed. Her lips were intumescent and her face reddened. But, her physical structure writhed in a slow-motion style so at to the lowest degree he knew he hadn't killed her ..

His cock dripped semen. Proof of a job well done. It was in her. Jizz. His jizz ! His spermatozoon furious 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 sticky daze.

He helped her recover and clean up. He asked if she was all right 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 to the full report, and was patted on the book binding for a job well done.

But, that didn't change 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 foreman priest asked.

"Because ... Because it was lecherousness. Pure lustfulness. I didn't do it for Dana. I did it for me. I fucked your great-niece because I'm a hopeless deviant who could only think about how a good deal I wanted to get my ballock 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 cocksucker down there slurping on your manhood."

"So, you've had those intellection ?"

"underworld yes. Every prison term. I get a backtalk working on my dick and what else am I suppose to think about ? And, we owe it to them. They don't semen to us just to soak up. The job ain't complete til we feed ‘ em semen 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. Tell you what. dedicate it a few hour You'll see it dissimilar. Your putz will be gettin'hard again and you're gon na need it even more. cartel me. When your dick goes up, your guilt feelings goes down. ”