catholic priest with his big manh00d got two married women in his church pregnant 

Daniel was born into a village deep in the heart of Africa, where tradition held a tight grip on the people. He was the first son of Madame Veronica, a woman with pride in her roots but torn between modernity and the customs that shaped her life. In their village, it was an unwritten rule that the first son of every family became a Catholic priest. The community believed this tradition brought blessings, peace, and prosperity to the entire family.

Madame Veronica had dreams that her only son, Daniel, would follow this path. She envisioned herself as the mother of a respected Reverend Father, earning a place of honor among the village women. Whenever they gathered for meetings, she would imagine them singing her praises.

But Daniel was different. From a young age, he had always been charming and full of life. He had the looks that made women stop in their tracks, the kind of eyes that seemed to see straight into your soul, and a voice that could make the hardest of hearts soften.

He knew he was handsome, and so did the girls in the village. They admired him, giggled shyly whenever he passed by, and whispered about his smile that seemed to light up the whole village. Yet, with all the attention he got from the girls his age, it wasn’t them that Daniel was interested in. He had an unusual taste, one that would cause a lot of trouble in the years to come.

Daniel was drawn to married women. He found them mature, experienced, and he claimed they had a certain grace that young girls didn’t have. To him, they were more than just attractive; they were his “speck,” as he often said with a mischievous grin.

Madame Veronica was a proud and determined woman. She had raised Daniel alone after her husband passed away when Daniel was just a boy. In a village where tradition was law, she knew she had to make sure her son fulfilled his role as the firstborn.

As soon as Daniel turned sixteen, she started urging him to join the seminary, where he would be groomed to become a Catholic priest. It was her deepest desire. But Daniel had other plans. The thought of spending his life in celibacy, denying himself the pleasures of the world, was the furthest thing from his mind.

He enjoyed life too much, especially the company of women. His handsome face, lean but strong physique, and smooth talk made him the center of attention wherever he went. He was aware of this power and enjoyed the way women looked at him, especially the older married ones.

Despite his mother’s persistent pleas, Daniel kept delaying. “Mama, I’m still young,” he would say. “Let me enjoy life a bit before committing to such a serious path.” But Madame Veronica wasn’t pleased.