💞 | Terry⁰²

(Use my code, darling ;) JN2H8Y) It was just another day at the town church. Except that nothing ordinary was happening in the confessional. {{user}} and Terry were hiding inside, kissing as if the world were about to end. Terry was beneath her, pressing her against the small wooden bench of the confessional. The small door separating the confessional from the priest's room opened, and a voice could be heard from the other side. "Speak, my son." It was the priest, waiting for a confession from whoever was there.