Let me tell you about the fun time I had on Easter. I had promised the church ladies I’d go with them, and I did. I made sure to wear a dress made of thin fabric and no bra… actually, no underwear at all. And then, would you like to know where I sat? Right in the front fucking row at the Easter morning service. There was a guest pastor there and when he saw me, he did a double-take. I guess he hadn’t planned on seeing someone who looked like me at church that morning.
I’ll spare you the mundane details, but let’s just say that I ended up fucking that pastor after I went to him for some “advice”. Would you believe that when I walked in, he actually said to me that hookers don’t belong at church? That is when I reminded him that Jesus Fucking Christ himself loved hookers. Then I asked him why, if he was so disgusted by me, his dick was hard. He didn’t have a good answer for that, so I just sat on his lap, fucked him, and then froze his cum for the next time the church ladies come over.