Good Friday

It was the same room.

Father Tony and Tom both had their eyes tightly closed.

Tom's head rested on Father Tony's chest, while Presen lay under Father Tony's crotch, his chin resting on Father Tony's belly.

The scene was extremely embarrassing.

After a while.

Suddenly...

The three of them trembled violently and opened their eyes.

Then, it became even more embarrassing.

"Fuck!"

Tom looked at Presen's ugly, lewd, and dark face, only ten centimeters from his own, and felt utterly disgusted.

"Get the hell away!"

Tom immediately burst out cursing, "Fuck! Get the fuck away from me."

Presen quickly got up and said, "I didn't mean to do it, Lord Tom!"

Meanwhile, Father Tony struggled and roared, "Hurry up and let us go, these damn handcuffs, God! When have I ever suffered like this at my age."

Presen, with a look of abjection, fawningly said to the two, "Just a moment, my lords, I'll unlock you right now."