readx; Father Kerver's already hideous countenance was made even more terrifying by the intense anger in his heart, and he swept everything he could see in the room to the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as he crossed his hands on his waist and his chest rose and fell violently, he felt a plump body against his back. Father Kerver pulled the corners of his mouth upwards into an evil-looking smile, and he stretched out his hands to pull the man from his back to his face. Before she could exclaim, she felt a feeling of suffocation take root in her, and Christina went limp at once, and she was thrown to bed by Father Kerver in a daze.

Unconsciously, there were bursts of soft stirring and a little rough pain swept back and forth in Christina's heart, and she had to open her mouth and let out a pleasant moan.

As the loud crackling sound came to an end, Christina lay lazily on the bed and didn't even want to move a finger. Seeing the look of the person under him, Father Kervir pinched her chest with satisfaction, and he rolled over and lay down on the bed, staring at the curtain with big terrible eyes, thinking about something.

Christina lay quietly beside the strong, burly man, feeling only a sense of peace and contentment in her heart. After she regained her strength, she asked the man next to her lazily.

"Father, why are you so upset, isn't it because they came back alive? It would be nice to let them go one more time, I don't believe they can have that good luck every time. After saying that, she laughed twice, stretched out an arm around Kever's neck, and tried to lean out and kiss it.

After a long time of parting his lips, Cevil hugged the other party and kept rubbing Christina's tender flesh with his rough palm, leaving obvious marks.

Christina twisted restlessly, and secretly stretched out a long leg that slowly rubbed inside Father Kwel's thigh. Father Kerver took a deep breath before he disarmed and surrendered, saying don't make a fuss, but the movements of his hands became slower and stronger. Christina had a look of conspiracy on her face, and she shifted her body and reached out to hold the organ that had given her a feeling of happiness and moved it up and down.

Father Kerver simply stopped suppressing the lust in his heart, he spread his legs and pushed Christina's head with his hand, she glanced at the bald priest coquettishly, twisted his body without snuggling, and slipped between his legs. Christina looked at the stout stick in her hand, it had completely shaken off its languishing situation, from the half-dead state it had just been in to the current performance that I could pry the earth if I gave me a lever.

There was an expression of obsession and happiness in her eyes, staring at the stout and high in her hand, and she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick the corners of her mouth, she mischievously blew on it, and Father Kerville snorted dissatisfiedly and clamped her head between his legs.

Christina then swallowed the organ in her hand, which was already fully excited, into her mouth, and she kept licking her sensitive head with her tongue, making an inexplicable sound in her mouth.

Fr. Kerver sighed contentedly, relaxed his nerves, and left all the rhythm to Christina, who once again felt the power of youth in his strong body, so he eagerly tugged at Christina's hair, made her roll over, pouted and bore his own impact.

In the trembling, the two men completed the sinful ritual, and it was a long time before Christina put on her black nun's robe and tiptoed out of the room.

While Father Kerver and Sister Christina were performing some sinful ritual, Peter and the others had returned to the hotel. The innkeeper was very happy to see them, and he opened his mouth and kept babbling something in the ears of the group. Although this kind of chatter was a little uncomfortable, it may have been that they had just escaped from the dangerous situation, and Peter felt a warmth in his heart about the care of the boss.

By the time they had finally departed from the innkeeper's eloquent words, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Peter said hello to Wren and Eva, and then went back to his room, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep, a rare good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Peter felt refreshed and his mind sharp. He went to Eva's room after breakfast, where Eva was teaching Emma to read. She nodded when she saw Peter come in, and she didn't bother with him. Emma was happy to play with her brother Peter, but was ruthlessly and cruelly rejected by Eva.

After a while, Wren also walked in, and the two of them couldn't help but smile in their hearts as they watched Emma look dissatisfied and helpless to study under Eva's education.

"When are we going to church?" Wren asked Peter after a while.

Peter sighed and said listlessly to Wren: "Can you not talk about such a disappointing topic early in the morning, I am upset when I see Christina and Father Kerver, and you have to bring it up." He sighed heavily.

Wren didn't care about Peter's troubled look, he directly interrupted Peter's words and said, "Okay, Peter, don't pretend to be pitiful, we can leave here sooner if we finish our work sooner." With that, he patted Peter on the shoulder, and we got up and walked out.

Peter sighed helplessly, but he didn't believe what Wren had just said, he was sure that the group would definitely stay in this Taji gathering place for three months before Father Cvir would allow them to leave here, provided that they survived every mission issued by the other party. Then Father Kerver could only force them to stay here for three months at the end before releasing them.

Before Peter could wake up from his thoughts, he felt a small thing crash into his arms, and he looked at it quickly, only to find that it was Emma staring at him with wide eyes in his arms.

Eva said to Peter, "Okay, I'll wait a little while and then we'll go to the church to find Father Kerver, Wren is right, we'll be relieved sooner if we're done." Besides, I don't believe that Father Kervir can blatantly suppress us and make us accomplish some mortal task. In any case, we are also members of the monastery, and we still have to abide by the rules on the surface, so don't worry. With that, Eva took the time to look up and smile at Peter.

Peter picked Emma up and lifted her above his head, nodded to Eva, motioned to wait for her downstairs, and left the room.