Chapter 338 – The Fallen Saint (4)
The senses of smell and taste—hearing and sight—were confusedly mixed.
Nausea soars. I feel like my body is floating.
The senses are dizzy. It’s painful because the cochlea is twisted here and there.
As I closed and opened my eyes several times, I focused on accepting the beam of light pouring into the circuits of my optic nerve.
He opened and closed his fingers one by one. It creaks as if the joint is out of alignment.
Try wiggling your toes. I try to move my toes, but Emmon’s cock head wriggles.
Whoa whoah-
I adjusted my breathing.
Be aware of the lungs sucking in air and exhaling it again.
What is the temperature of the air felt by epithelial cells?
What about the smell that is sucked into your nostrils?
The taste felt in the residue in the mouth-?
Seojun continued to organize and refine his senses.
It was a necessary process in order to properly deal with hallucinations.
After repeating it several times – the unclear world around him finally became complete.
This is Vivian’s world.
At the same time, it is Vivian’s memory – and at the same time, it is Seo-jun’s fantasy dream.
Seojun looked around.
A cramped prayer room-.
Opposite is an opaque curtain. I felt popular.
Is it a confession room rather than a prayer room?
“What brought you to the confessional?”
A voice is heard through the curtain. It’s a woman’s voice
It is truly the end of the world that a nun is doing what a bondi priest should have done.
Perhaps the bride is poking around the loli’s cunt somewhere over there.
Seojun licked his lips and spoke.
“Hello.”
Voice breaks
He coughed, cleared his throat, and spoke again.
“Hello, Sister. I have come to confess my sins.”
The story was now at its origin.
He stood at the starting line.
The road to run was a thousand miles. But he wasn’t too gloomy.
Because the direction to go was clear.
“Yes, tell me. I will listen.”
The voice I heard was definitely Vivian’s.
She was clearly aware of Seo-joon. Her nightmares and Seo-joon’s dream were properly intertwined.
“First of all, is it true that what I’m saying here should be kept strictly confidential…?”
In response to Seo-joon’s question, I heard an immediate answer from the side, saying yes.
“What you said in the confessional-, will not be transferred anywhere. There are only you and the Holy Ghost in this place—no one is listening.”
“…Sister is listening.”
“I am only a representative of the Holy Ghost at this moment.”
She was firm in Vivian’s words, but when she listened closely, she could feel the tremor.
I was in the middle of a dangerous shaking of faith from myself. It must have been embarrassing to ask believers for their faith.
“Then···. I will only believe in Sister’s words and confess.”
“No, you have to trust the Holy Ghost, not me.”
Seojun shook her head.
She took a moment to catch her breath. It was important from now on.
After touching her face, Seo-joon stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
She then started talking.
“I’m actually… There are people I like.”
“…”
“Sister?”
“Please speak. I am listening.”
Seojun touched his lips and continued.
“But that person is not a woman who can accept my heart.”
“Okay. Is she a woman with a husband?”
Do not commit adultery-.
He was one of the doctrines of the Holy Church.
That’s why, if such an answer comes out of Seo-jun’s mouth, he should be thinking of guiding him to the right path-, in his head, a passage from the Bible that can be recited.
However, the answer that Seojun brought out was a little different.
“No. It’s not like that.”
“…Then who are you?”
“That···. I don’t know if I can tell you this.”
“Please speak. I will listen.”
Seojun lowered his voice. In an audible voice.
“That···. Here is one of the nuns of the Holy Church.”
“···Ah. Okay.”
“Secretly… Are you doing it?”
“You keep asking the obvious. Only the Holy Ghost is listening to this conversation.”
“Sister is listening.”
“…I’ve been told many times that I’m just a substitute.”
Seojun shook his head.
He was obviously surprised, but that was all.
So Seo-joon said a little more.
“It wasn’t like that from the beginning. He often attended prayer meetings. He never met him face-to-face, but he heard him speak with other believers a few times, even from a distance. He was very warm.”
“···Okay. But-.”
“I know it can’t be done. I am not asking the nun to connect with him.”
“…Then why are you telling me this?”
Seojun let out a sigh.
He replied with a wry smile.
“I just wanted to open up. There is no bamboo grove around to confide in, so I just came here.”
“···Okay.”
“Can you hear more?”
At Seo-jun’s question, she paused for a moment as if checking her time. Seojun waited for an answer.
Her voice is heard
“I’d love to hear more, but the time is up. Please come back next time. As much as you like, I’ll listen to more anytime.”
“Thank you, Sister. Thank you.”
“Right now I am only a representative of the Holy Ghost. You don’t have to thank me.”
“Yes. Then, I will leave.”
Seo-joon stepped back without hesitation.
When she came out of the confessional, she saw her men waiting in line.
But they were standing somewhere other than the confession room on this side of the sin.
All of them had their pants danced up.
I didn’t know what the hell was going on in the confessional, but I heard a sucking sound from inside.
Some of the guys waiting in front of the confessional urged the person inside to hurry up and come out.
Seo-jun pouted and smiled and headed for her bridal chamber.
Some men were blocking the way in front of the bride’s room.
They were mercenaries whom the bride used like limbs.
Among them was the brown-haired man she had seen in Vivian’s memories.
“Who is that?”
“I want to see the priest.”
“A donation? Or an interview?”
In response to the man’s question, Seo-joon shook her head to say no.
“I came because I wanted to become a monk.”
“… I’ll see all the strange ones. You’re going to become a monk with that look? Girls will know how to spread their legs. Write-.”
Instead of answering, Seo-joon just grinned.
The man pointed elsewhere.
“Go over there. The priest is busy-you will have to go see the head monk.”
“Thank you.”
Seo-joon bowed his head moderately to express his gratitude-, and headed to the room the man pointed out.
I knocked on the door and was told to come in.
Kiik-
“Welcome. What’s going on here-“
“I came here to become a monk.”
“…You must have been a man of deep faith.”
The monk got up from his chair and approached Seo-jun.
The middle of his hair was neatly shaved, and he wore an eggshell-like hat-zuketo on the top of his head.
His eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth were left with an unknown emotion like food scraps.
Perhaps the residue of that feeling was guilt.
Even in such a corrupt church, one person had a conscience.
“Are you baptized?”
“No.”
“Then I will prepare the baptismal ceremony. First of all, I’ll give you a suit. Zucchetto will later be baptized and receive it when he becomes a full monk. I will show you to your room.”
Seo-joon followed the chief monk down the aisle. The room he guided me to was very cramped and frugal.
It has nothing to do with a chicken coop. There was only one bed, one stool, and one desk. At least there was one candlestick.
“Here, I will give you the Bible. If you want to become a monk—you must first accept the teachings of the Holy Ghost.”
“You are right.”
Seo-joon accepted the worn-out Bible and sat down on the bed.
The head monk made up his mind, and when he was really sure, he left with a message to come back.
There are people who get scared and run away after receiving the habit, or something.
Being left alone made my cock itch.
Even if it was a dream, I wondered if I should taste the taste of the nuns’ cunts at least once.
So, before he changed into his habit, he went to the confessional in a huff.
Vivian’s confession room was always lined up.
Because she was free from this. Therefore, she did not have the opportunity to have those who would confess to her.
I caught up behind the men in line and waited for my turn before entering the confessional.
The smell of chestnut flowers was very vibrating.
“What did you come for?”
A voice is heard through the curtain.
I can feel the deep lust in his voice, enough to make me wonder if his lips are reciting prayers.
“I have come to confess my sins.”
“Please speak.”
“Your cock is itching, Sister.”
Seojun said honestly. The nun, she said, swallowed—her saliva—as if she knew it.
“… May peace dwell in Shinto-sama’s cock.”
There was a rustling sound, and the nun thrust something into her tiny hole.
Seo-joon moved the curtains aside, revealing her large ass and cunt.
Semen tangled and dripped down the hairs of his cunt.
“The Holy Ghost is so merciful. Here is the offering.”
Seo-joon made a silver coin with her fantasy ability and poked it into her vagina.
Ahh-
Then I got up and pulled my pants off.
She took out the bulging cock and thrust it straight into the nun’s tattered cunt.
I’m going to go to the middle of the day-
Already full of the semen of other bastards- Seo-joon teased his waist without hesitation.
Ahhhhh”Ssindohss cock
It’s so good that I’m going to shove it with my long cock.
After teasing her waist excitedly, she ejaculated inside and immediately moved to the next confession room.
Let’s say the same thing there, she is an unknown nun who sticks her snout this time.
Seo-joon pushed the nun’s semen-stained cock into the nun’s mouth.
It was repeated until evening came.
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[Cityballum met water haha]
[I sat down with the offering as a cock haha]
[Filling up tithing haha.
[Laughs, it’s just a dream anyway haha]
[There won’t be any backtracking, so fucking fucking haha]
[How do you feel? Doesn’t it feel like you’re fucking in the void because it’s an illusion?]
[I don’t think that’s the case haha]
[Is it true that the nuns’ pussies are all black?]
Hahas nothing to do with experience]
[But it’s not true that these bitches are herbal haha]
[That’s right haha]
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