Fifty-six-year-old Father MacCully, Mac to all who know him, sits at his hotel room desk. He stares at the stone. The evil stone. If only he could dispose of it. Toss it as far away as possible. But something evil won't let him do it. The sex stone. That's the only name that fits it perfectly.

A knock at the door forces him to pull his eyes away from the stone. Please God, not company now. But the knock is persistent, so Mac pushes himself to his feet and answers it. It's Jim one of the assistants from the dig site.

"Are you okay, Father?" Jim asks noting the priest's ragtag appearance, his unshaven face.

"No Jim...I'm not feeling well." Mac studies the cute girl-child in Jim's arms. This must be the cute daughter he is always bragging about.

"Is there anything I can do, Father? Jim asks shifting the child in his arms.

"No...I think it's just a bug...It will pass." Mac's gaze linger on the child where her round little bottom rests in the crook of her father's arm. The yellow sundress she is wearing has rucked up to show an inch of her snow-white, cotton, panties. The evilness of the stone is raising it's ugly head as Mac feels the desire stirring in his loins. "This must be your little daughter Cindy" Mac finally manages to say.

"Yes," Jim beams proudly. "This is little Cindy."

"She is an adorable child, Jim...simply beautiful...please want you come inside?"

Mac closes the door, locks it. "I have something to show you, Jim...something I found at the dig site." Mac walks to his desk picks up the ugly stone.

"You know we aren't allowed to bring anything away from the site, Father" Jim says as he takes the stone from the priest.

"I know" sighs Mac but I couldn't resist it. Again his gaze falls upon the child's exposed panties. His cock is throbbing. If only he could brush his tongue up and down the crotch of her soft little panties. Then stretch the narrow gusset aside to look upon her pudgy 4-year-old child pussy.

The stone falls from Jim's hand lands silently on the carpet. Beads of sweat form on his forehead. His eyes are glassy.

"Are you alright?" Mac asks the young father a faint smile forming on his lips.

"Yes, Father" he answers a tremble in his voice.

Mac steps closer. He can swell the sweet aroma of baby shampoo. He brushes his hand through Cindy's long, raven-black, hair. It's silky soft. His free hand srokes the inside of her warm little thigh moving slowly upward until his fingers are pressed against the crotch of her little girl panties. Cindy clamps her thighs tightly together capturing the man's hand between her legs. She gawks at the man with enormous dark eyes, and clings tightly to her daddy's neck.

"I hope you don't mind me touching your daughter's little panties, Jim...do you mind?"

Jim doesn't even hesitate as he shakes his head.

"I can feel her little cunny right through her panties, Jim...It's so soft and warm...wouldn't you like to feel it?"

Jim nods, watches as Mac unwedges his hand from between Cindy's thighs. Instantly the confused child clamps her legs closed. He scolds his little daughter and whimpering she reopens her legs. Jim's free hand goes directly to his daughter's crotch and begins kneading the warm child pussy through her panties. Whimpering, Cindy hides her face in her daddy's neck.

Mac watches in wonder as the man commits incest with his 4-year-old daughter. "I wonder how her little puusy-slit would taste, Jim? Wouldn't you just love to lick the juice from her tiny little slit?"

Jim nods. "I would like that."

"Stand her on the bed, Jim" Mac instructs him.

Trancelike, Jim carries Cindy to the bed.

"No daddy!" Cindy whimpers. "I want you to hold me."

"It's alright, baby" Jim coos to the child. "I want you to stand there and be a big girl for daddy...okay?"

Unsure, Cindy nods.

"We're gonna play some grownup games, Cindy" Mac tells her standing before her stroking her cheek.

Jim sits on the edge of the bed slowly stroking his swollen, hidden, cock.

Mac slips the sundress straps from the girls bony shoulders and lets it fall around her ankles. She stands in just her soft-cotton panties. Mac sits on the edge of the bed and pinching the sides of her panties tugs slowly until her bald little pussy is fully displayed. The chubby little mound is perfect. A tiny baby clitoris peeks sleepily from the top of her small slit. The puffy pussylips press gently together to form her baby crack. With a thumb and a finger Mac gently presses the soft pussylips apart revealing the tender pink child opening.

With a moan, Jim unzips his pants and exposes his six inch throbbing erection. He slowly begins to stroke his cock as he watches Father Mac lean forward and press his tongue into Cindy's tender pink fold. Then as Cindy clings to his hair, Mac begin to tongue-fuck her virgin, 4-year-old pussy-slit.