Prove It - THE AMERICANS - Vol. 1 - Carnal Plus

I’ve been accepted as a mafia escort but the role has not been as simple and straightforward as I had assumed it would be. After servicing several mafia leaders to prove that I was serious, and worthy to be in their stable, I was sent away. It was almost a week before the first call came in the form of a text. It was cryptic and vague. It gave an address and a time. It said that I was to meet a priest, Stepfather Zetta, and tell him that “payment is on the way.” It ended with “Make very certain that he is pleased with our arrangement.” My questions went unanswered.Of course, I assumed that he would want sex, but then he was a priest. I’m not naive enough to think that all priests take their vow of celibacy seriously. I’m not Catholic, though, at least not actively. I’ve never met a priest. I had no idea who he would be, or what would be expected. “Make sure he is pleased.” That was obviously open ended. He was a priest, though, so surely he wouldn’t want that much. I imagined myself on my knees in front of an old man, servicing his half hard cock and wrinkled balls. It made me shiver, but I had agreed to this.I arrived ...More