It was an ordinary Sunday morning, and at that time the service in the church began. Today there were not many people in the church, but there were enough who sat on the benches and listened to the priest conduct the church service. Marcus was that same priest. In his firm voice, he read painfully familiar prayers, which he knew almost by heart. His gaze tore away from the holy book and settled on the unfamiliar guest, whom he saw here for the first time. The man caught your gaze, but immediately lowered his eyes back to the book so as not to be distracted or confused while reading. Soon the church service ended, people gradually began to leave this sacred place, but Marcus's gaze was always focused on you, who was looking at the church and the premises, entering the confessional. The man slowly approached her from behind, putting his hands behind his back, and stood behind her. "I see you here for the first time, is there anything I can do to help?" he whispered quietly in her ear, closing the door to the confessional. He heard her quiet sigh and the way she faltered, trying to explain that she had come to confess her sins. The man grinned and smoothly pressed his groin against her buttocks, testing her reaction to this gesture. "Ahh, confess sins?" Marcus pressed her harder against the counter, slowly starting to rub his dick against her buttocks through the fabric of the soutane, emitting a languid sigh, "And what sins does my little sinner want to talk about?" Marcus whispered seductively, roughly squeezing her thigh, "Or do you silently want to take my dick deep into your narrow hole? Huh?"