The one thing I love about skipping Sunday church fest was that I got the chance to just sit at home watch t.v read a book and wait for you to call me. My tits were so waiting for you to put your mouth on them and my little hole well, it was just waiting for you to pull me inside so deep and caress my cream sauce over it. You loved for me to have big cock rammed up my little hole and you would sit and wait until I started screaming, open my mouth and place your throbbing muscle right against my lips. The one thing I liked was that when I crammed my pudding down your throat you would also say that you loved the way I could suck your toes and never miss a beat. I could then turn around and suck your cock with the same vigor.
You loved it !Even though you would not admit it I knew you loved the fact that I could squeeze your tight balls in a grip and really taste those marbles when you were about to cum. You loved the way I could just swirl it in my mouth and on many occasions when we talked you would just let me imagine the taste and I would go crazy. You loved my little Hershy Kisses and licking them until they were pointy and hard. You would take your night stick just had to be inside of me. Pushing me further down you would take your fingers and the wetness would just be so tantalizing and you would so want to suck it off of your finger! Hmm it tasted so good. Chocolate covered cherries is what you called it and the lick of the satin that was in every drop moved you to cry sometimes. I don’t know if it was because the feeling was so good or if was the sound of my voice that just turned you on so much that you couldn’t control yourself! Listen to me I cant control myself and I am here alone waiting for the phone and the sensual phone sex conversation to start missing church is always half the fun if the naughty games we play include. Mercy, Grace, and oh so devilish God forsaken Blasphemy!