So I’ve had these fantasies about blasphemy phone sex for like ever. I always had to go to Sunday School when I was younger and I used to love it because of all the cute guys I got to sit with while I was all dressed up.
Right now I keep going to church because I have this insatiable urge to seduce the pastor. I know, that’s so wrong, isn’t it??? *giggles* He’s not even that good-looking, but something about getting under that frock has got my pussy wet!!!
I keep imagining kneeling under the altar before service and waiting for him to start his sermon before I take his cock out and just start blowing him right there in front of God and everybody!!! Can you even think what kind of kinky naughty things I could get him to do??? I mean, a married pastor has definitely got some pent up urges his dutiful godly wife isn’t doing anything for *giggles*
With my tight young coed body it couldn’t be hard to talk him into fucking right there in the chapel. My Sunday dress hiked up above my waist and my tits pulled out, his frock still on over those boring pastor clothes. So fucking hot, to just be getting railed by a man of God right there on His altar, like a sacrifice maybe even to the darkest force possible.
Think my sweet pink pussy could make a good Christian man call out the name of the Dark Lord while he shoots his seed in me??? It’s like communion turning wine into blood, but the demonic version, turning his cum into hot molten demon seed, right??? A supposedly holy man calling Satan’s name as he fucks a little slut in the middle of a church; the thought of being impregnated by a demonic entity… I can’t keep having these twisted thoughts alone!!!
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