As soon as I hear his voice, I know exactly what he wants. Religious blasphemy phone sex in the most wicked way is what I can do to please him. Oh, all of the pleasurable things that we do and say at the church. I could never tell anyone about these unholy fantasies. Let’s just say we get as evil as possible without any limits. He was so surprised to see me sitting on the altar. The tutu of my red leather bustier dress was so long that it dragged around all the corners of the whole church. I was also panty free like I always am. I told him to walk towards me as he stood at the door of the church. He was not scared to enter into my demonic presence. Surely I was not afraid of his demons either. “Be free and let all of your fantasies go” I said. His desires surprisingly exceeded my expectations.
He sank deeper and deeper into sinful lust. I could feel my pussy lips drench with excitement as we went further. There were many different rooms in the church that we could go into. Each room was different than any other room, and we could walk in and out of each fantasy however we liked. The first room was filled with people who were all dressed for the occasion. We stripped everyone down until they were all naked. That is how Satan would want us to be. We then dug deep into our dark wickedness as we fed off of each others’ lust. The best explosions come from those naughty unholy secrets don’t they? That is what will happen when we have religious blasphemy phone sex. I promise not to tell anyone about that ungodly mind you have. Call me at 1-888-662-6482 and let’s see what we can conjure up together!
