- Erotic Poetry
- Ministry
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Click herePastor came, wanting to pray
With oil to lay hands
He wanted to talk about my sins
and how it made him sad
Regretted not being there to help
wanted to be a shoulder I could lean
He opened his heart and legs
I ended up between on my knees
Its a ministry.
We prayed all day and all night
kept going until we got it right
I didn't protest or fight
Gave in and surrendered my life
He gave me his holy seed
filled me and made me complete
Its a ministry.
- COMMENTS
I have a few fond memories of going to the local church at behest of my friends. Good people and they made me feel welcomed. Alas,I didn't get service from sexy nuns or trad-Christian lasses with great asses. Damn it, where was my VIP pass? lol.
Let me fuck you sister dear
Remove your sins - have no fear
Once you feel my length inside
You’ll be filled with lasting pride
Open your thighs and let me taste
Don’t let those juices go to waste
Taste like communion wine to me
Come and sit here on my knee
Repent and let my tongue inside
Let your sins no longer hide
Let my fucking set you free
From now on you belong to me
Confess your sins and you will be aroused...i mean fucked...i mean healed!! ! :-)