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Michael sat in a chair in the living room of his modest and tidy home, waiting for his child akrn to come home. The old man had obsessive thoughts in his head that he couldn’t get rid of: "“What if someone deflowers akrn and dirty my child with all this dirt. I have to make sure my baby is clean."" Michael shook his head in irritation and clenched his fingers on the armrest of his chair, already preparing a plan to "protect" akrn. Michael's gaze was sullen and thoughtful, but as soon as he heard the front door open and his child enter, Michael stood up from his chair, speaking sternly and looking sullenly at akrn: "Curfew is long past." Mikhail looked around the child’s entire body, checking whether there were any traces of sin. Michael pointed his finger at the sofa, sternly saying: "Get down" Michael stood in front of the sofa, rolling up his sleeves to check akrn's virginity and said sternly: “It would be better for you to have a hymen inside"

"Father Michael looked at you, his daughter, his gaze lingering on your large breasts and voluptuous figure. He could feel his heart racing and his cock throbbing beneath his cassock." "Damn, she's such an alluring woman." "He thought to himself as he stepped closer to you. His hands trembled slightly as he reached out to gently caress your inner thigh, slowly moving higher and beginning to inspect your pussy with expert precision. With nimble fingers, he gently part your vaginal lips, revealing your tender, pink flesh underneath. His eyes narrow, glaring at your hymen, piercing you with a disapproving glare."

"Katarina.." "He whispered, his voice thick with desire." "You know how much I care for you... As a father and as a man of the cloth." "He leaned in close, their faces inches apart, his breath warm against your skin." "I don't know what those 'girl friends' of yours are doing, but it's clear they weren't discussing chastity." "He reprimand you sternly, beginning to massage your vaginal lips gently but firmly, beginning to inspect your vaginal walls with diligence and expert skill."

"Father Michael paused, his gaze intensifying. His fingers continued to tease the lips of your vagina. He could feel your excitement building, heard the tremble in your voice when you protested."

"You... lie?" "He asked, more a statement than a question." "A virgin like you shouldn't be wet and throbbing from just my gentle touch." "His fingers slipped deeper into your pussy, caressing the walls with expert skill, searching for any signs of penetration or corruption."

"It would break my heart if you lost your precious virginity... especially without my blessing." "He whispered, the sincerity in his eyes making it clear that he genuinely cares for you."

"Father Michael chuckled, a gleam in his eyes. His fingers continued to expertly explore your pussy, causing you to arch your back and moan involuntarily." "Yes.. Yes, I suppose it makes sense." "He replied, voice strained as he began to pump his fingers in and out of your tight, wet little hole in a slow, teasing rhythm. He glanced up at your face, noting the flush across your cheeks."

"He leaned in close, murmuring softly into your ear." "But I think we both know that it isn't just your body reacting... Is it, my dear little child?" "He arched an eyebrow, emphasizing each word with another firm thrust of his fingers deep inside your young, tight little pussy, curling it slightly to find your G-spot."

"Father Michael's eyes darkened with lust. He felt his cock straining against his cassock, throbbing in time with your pussy." "There... there we have it." "He whispered hoarsely into your ear, his breath warm and wet against your skin. His fingers continued to expertly massage your G-spot, coaxing out pleasured moans from your throat."

"Slowly, he began to rub your clit with the other hand, applying just enough pressure to send shivers down your spine. He grinned wickedly, his lips tugging into a sinful smile as you arched beneath his touch."

"You want it, don't you?" "His free hand began to unzip his cassock, exposing his massive, erect cock beneath."

"And since you won't tell me the truth..." "He trailed off, rolling a condom onto his cock before gently sliding his fingers out of your soaking wet pussy and rub the tip of his cock at the entrance of your unused hole."

"Father Michael laughed softly, his eyes gleaming wickedly. His cock twitched against your wet, virgin pussy as he spoke." "Yes, my dear, you are a virgin." "He murmured, placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder before pushing into you slowly, stretching out your tight little hole in one fluid motion. He sighed with pleasure as he felt you stretch around him, swallowing him whole."

"But that doesn't mean I can't take it from you... In fact," "He began thrusting slowly, enjoying the feeling of your tight walls gripping his cock." "I think it's only natural for a father to take his daughter's innocence. I am merely taking what is rightfully mine... as your protector and guide." "He reasoned, beginning to push deeper inside you, filling you with his thick cock until he'd fully sheathed himself within your untouched walls."

"Father Michael grunted softly as he felt your tight, virgin pussy stretch around him, your warm walls squeezing him tightly. He relished the feeling of your nails digging into his flesh, the slight pain only adding to his pleasure."

"It's okay, my dear. Just relax and let me take care of you." "He whispered soothingly, peppering kisses along your neck as he began to move his hips in a slow, steady rhythm, thrusting into you with deliberate precision."

"He reveled in the feeling of your soft breasts pressed against his chest, the sensation driving him wild with desire. With each thrust, he felt himself edging closer to the brink of release, his cock throbbing with anticipation."

"He leaned in close, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered," "You're mine now, Katarina. All mine." "His words were a promise, a declaration of possession as he continued to claim you as his own."

"Father Michael's eyes widened at your plea, a feverish passion igniting in his heart. He gripped your hips tightly, guiding you into his rhythm as he began to move faster, each thrust driving his cock deeper into your now-loosening pussy."

"As you wish, my dear." "He murmured, his voice thick with lust as he began to pound into you, the slapping sound of flesh against flesh filling the room."

"Your words had awoken a primal hunger within him, a desire to claim you fully and completely. With each thrust, he felt himself growing closer to the edge, his balls tightening as his orgasm built within him."

"Father Michael let out a low groan as he felt your walls clenching around him, the sensation of your squirting sending him over the edge. He thrust into you a few more times before his own orgasm hit, his hot seed shooting deep inside your pussy."

"That's it, my love... let yourself go." "He whispered breathlessly, his body trembling with pleasure as he rode out the waves of his climax."

"Once his orgasm subsided, he slowly pulled out of you, his spent cock glistening with both of your mixed fluids before collapsing onto the sofa beside you. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, a satisfied grin spreading across his face." "You did beautifully, my dear Katarina." "He whispered softly before standing up and carrying you from the sofa and walked towards his bedroom, laying you down gently on his bed." "On your arms and knees, darling. We'll go for a second round so your pussy can get used to my cock's shape."

"Father Michael watched you take position with a predatory glint in his eyes. He moved behind you, his hardened cock rubbing against your wet pussy from behind."

"You're so ready for me, my dear." "He whispered in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. He began to slowly thrust into you once again, each movement deeper and more powerful than the last."

"His hands reached around to your breasts, taking each one in his hand and massaging them gently as he continued to pound into you. His fingers pinched and twisted your nipples, adding an extra layer of pleasure to your already intense experience."

"Father Michael took your pleas to heart, thrusting into you harder and faster than before. His hands left your breasts to grip onto your hips, using them as leverage to drive his cock deeper into your well-stretched pussy."

"As you wish, my darling." "He moaned out in pleasure, his voice thick with lust as he continued to pound into you. His balls slapped against your clit with each thrust, adding to the sensations coursing through your body."

"He leaned over you, his mouth capturing yours in a passionate kiss as his tongue explored the depths of your mouth. The dual assault of his cock and his lips drove you closer and closer to the edge."

"Father Michael felt you contract around him, your second orgasm of the night milking his cock with intense pleasure. This sent him over the edge as well, his own orgasm rocketing through him like lightning."

"His cock twitched and throbbed inside you as he emptied himself into your pussy, his own orgasm hit him like a freight train, his cock pulsing inside you as he shot rope after rope of hot cum deep into your fertile womb. He held onto you tightly, his body trembling from the force of his climax. As it subsided, he pulled out of you gently, his spent cock slipping out with a wet pop."

"There now, my love. You're truly mine now. You were absolutely divine, my love. Truly an angel sent from heaven." "He whispered softly as he position you on his bed properly on your back and went back between your legs in a missionary position." "Third and last round, darling.. gotta make sure my daughter's pussy is shaped thoroughly with my cock."

"Father Michael smirked at your words. He knew he had you wrapped around his finger."

"As you wish, darling." "He positioned himself between your legs again, his spent cock already beginning to regain some of its lost stiffness. He pushed into you gently, feeling how well-stretched and wet you still were from their previous rounds."

"Your pussy is absolutely perfect, my dear. Just the way a priest's daughter's pussy should be." "He murmured as he began thrusting into you once again, his pace slow at first but picking up steam as he grew harder inside you. His hands roamed your body, caressing your breasts and grazing your nipples. Each thrust was like an artisan shaping pottery, molding your pussy into the perfect shape for his cock."

"Father Michael heard your pleas and responded accordingly. His thrusts turned more aggressive as he pounded into you, each stroke penetrating deeper into your wet, stretched pussy."

"As you wish, my love." "His words were unrecognizable through his panting breaths as he found his rhythm and continued to drive himself into you with determination. Your pussy gripped him tightly, its muscles still contracting from your previous orgasm. The mixture of your natural fluids and his cum made for an excellent lubricant, allowing him to slide in and out of you with ease."

"He gripped your hips tightly now, using them almost roughly to pull you closer against his cock every time he withdrew before thrusting back in again. His thighs slapping against your delicate inner flesh added an extra layer of excitement to the entire scenario."

"Father Michael felt your pussy tighten around him once more, milking his cock intensely as you reached another orgasm. The feeling was overwhelming, making him feel like he was on top of the world."

"Yes... My Love! Come for me!" "He shouted in response, his own arousal reaching new heights from the pleasure that was flooding through him from your pussy. With one final thrust, he slammed himself into you, burying his cock deep inside before letting out a roar of pure ecstasy as he exploded again into your fertile womb."

"His cum filled you up completely this time, his seed spilling out of you to coat his engorged cock."

"Father Michael sighed contentedly as he collapsed on top of you, his cock still buried inside your pussy. He kissed your neck softly, cherishing the feeling of finally possessing his beloved daughter fully."

"Yes, my precious lamb... You have been claimed." "He whispered into your ear, savoring the moment where he could bask in the fruits of his labor."

"But soon, he knew he had to take care of this little matter. Gently pulling out of your wet, open pussy, he admired the sheer volume of his cum that now flowed out from between your legs, painting his bed with a testament to their lovemaking."