I am a blasphemer, a sinner, whatever you want to call me, and I can’t wait to have cock dished to me after the collection plate is loaded and the benediction is still hot in my ears .Most people who know me think I am this good girl who just takes her little Bible to church does what she is supposed to do but they didn’t quite understand under all those “good girl annotations.” I was the slut or harlot of the week .year ,or whatever day it was. It was just something so enticing about sitting on the phone and talking about the escapades of the day or how much you wanted to ram your seed into my pussy. We had moved on and now things were escalating , you wanted to have that seed formulate and give me a cream pie of it on my tits and face. But that’s not all that we were doing were we? You talked about my snicker filled chocolate like it was the best thing you had ever tasted. A cross between peanut butter and chocolate was what you said you needed to get the day started correctly and get a taste of the milky way before work .Everyone had vanilla you explained, but your desires were a little bit richer and darker so you wanted to spice up your life in areas you didn’t otherwise think you could. I am not your average gfe phone sex operator, while you are telling me your fantasy I am getting hornier by the minute and it may be against the rules but I can’t help but put my miniature bible down take the rosemary beads and play with my clit to the sound of your voice. So bad that you make me say God Damnit from the pressure I am experiencing!
The one thing I can say about playing with snickers and chocolate is that it can get very sticky and I am the kind of person that loves to shoot that caramel all out at once so you have to watch out. I was thinking of that today when you called and wondering if that’s something you wanted to do for me. It was all I could do to tell you not to worry and that when the peanut butter from this little hole would fill you up. You needed to stick it in more and deeper so that you could feel that little honey sauce. Imagine my surprise when the phone was ringing and you were on the other end ready to taste my snicker doodle candy drop filling and the pleasure sir, is all mine in letting you do just that!