The Old Reverend Fucked a Believer, He Fucked the Believer's Ass Inside the Church

The service had ended a short while ago and the faithful were already dispersing amid soft greetings and farewells.

The amber glow of the candles on the altar still flickered with the stir of the air and the scent of incense lingered in

the hall like an invisible presence.

Gael Navarro remained seated in the last pew, his hands clasped between his legs, his eyes fixed on the cross.

He was there, motionless as if waiting for something or someone. The night outside was warm