Hello there, guys. Come sit next to your favorite blonde goddess and listen to the story that I am going to tell you. I wasn’t always this sweet and innocent when I was younger, no, I was far from it! Growing up, my family was very religious. I had to attend Sunday school every week, and we even attended age groups two times a week. I was never allowed to go over friend’s house that my parents didn’t approve of, and I wasn’t allowed to spend time after school unless my religious studies were done. I wasn’t allowed to go to the movies or to concerts, or even go to the mall with my friends, alone. This blasphemy phone sex story gets interesting and takes some pretty intense turns.
I started to resent the church once I hit my teenage years. I wanted to be able to spend the night out with my girlfriends, go to R rated movies, and be able to listen to the music all my friends were listening to. I wanted to have a sort of rebellion, and that is exactly what I did. My love for blasphemy phone sex came from the desire to act out against the church and to disobey my parents. I joined the choir at my church when I turned 16, but it wasn’t just for my love of singing. I joined because of the pastor who leads the service at my church who was in his early 30’s, had eyes that were the brightest blue I had ever seen, so pure in nature. His smile and laughed instantly soaked my lace panties, and he occasionally licked his lips during the sermon, that nearly brought me over the edge! His pure soul needed to take a trip on the dark side, and that’s exactly I intended to do with him.
One night after choir practice, I asked him if we would help me work on a set for the upcoming service. I was to be performing a solo, and underneath my robe, I was shielding a secret. I was completely nude, and little to the Pastor’s surprise, I was waiting to take holy of that Holy dick and ride him into the beautiful world of being a sinner, all under the roof of his heavenly father. I had seen him eyeing me more than usual the past couple months, and I knew I needed to make my move. As he played the piano, I continued to sing as I approached him, and placed my smooth hands on his tense shoulders, and started to massage them. The more he resisted, the harder my seduction came on to him, and the harder his cock grew …
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