A little walk on the dark side never hurt anyone.
Blasphemy play can be highly erotic, not to mention it makes you feel like you’re putting your very soul in jeopardy. How exciting is that?
I want to take you to that place where you feel like during our call, the floor will open up to be sucked down into the depths of hell.
I want you to fuck me with a cross. Fuck me by putting a strap-on onto a life-sized image of Jesus, have me dressed as a little catholic school girl as you ram your cock into my ass while I pray in Latin. Push your rosary beads into my wet cunt, while you kneel between my legs in supplication, praying at the altar, then place them between your lips and suck the beads out of me, hearing the creaminess of my pussy as you do so.
Let me present to you a statue of the Virgin Mary as I coax you into giving up your wet, hot load onto her perfect face, then watch as I lick off every bead as it drips down onto her praying hands.
So many bad bad things we could do, and all to make you feel like you’re in the presence of God, while actually knocking at the gates of hell.