Hello, fellow deviants.
I had a church lady come by my house today to invite me to come to her church. I didn’t bother going to the door, but she left a little flyer for me to find later. After I was sure she was gone, I went out to get the flyer off the door. It had the usual Jesus stuff on it and ended with an invitation to attend services on Sunday.
I couldn’t help but start thinking about the kinds of things I would do if I were to go into a church, and none of them are anything that wouldn’t absolutely horrify that poor church lady. But I thought you blasphemy phone sex lovers might enjoy my ideas, so I will share them with you.
Perhaps the two of us could go to church. At night, maybe, when nobody would be around to interrupt our little ritual. I’m certainly not going to let a perfectly good altar go to waste, after all, and it’d be a shame for us to have to stop before we were finished just because some uptight church people found us out.
I’m sure we can devise some kind of ritual that will amuse both of us. Or should we find ourselves a volunteer that we can both use? Altar sex will surely happen at some point, so we must figure out who’s getting fucked and who’s doing the fucking. And who knows what else might happen?
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