Father Simon Dott hardly noticed the twenty-mile drive to Hayden’s rural home because his thoughts were so consumed with anticipation. Porn Dott needed a distraction but Sundays didn’t commonly have appointments and he wasn’t the kind of man who would pick up a phone and call one of his counseling families and ask them to bring their boy to suck his dick. “Very well. Or, had the boy arrived a minute later, the priest would have been gone and the boy would have knocked on Dana’s door. But you…you love them deepthroat types. “No need to be apologizin’ Dott. “Not today. Father, this is my niece Hayden and her daughter Dana.”
The woman extended her hand with a smile. Hell yes. But, very well then.” She yelled at the hallway behind her and Dana appeared and was reintroduced to the priest. Today I want to suck!”
“But…I mean—”
“No Father Dott. While his upper head couldn’t decide between the two, his lower head was nodding. Or, had the boy arrived a minute later, the priest would have been gone and the boy would have knocked on Dana’s door.
