You know it wasn’t my place to teach the young ones about barely legal phone sex.   I don’t know what these nuns are thinking leaving me in charge of the ankle biters during Sunday School. They still believe they can “reach me” in some way. Training the fuck in “God’s Love” is what I am supposed to be doing. This is some kind of blasphemy.  I seriously doubt that Jesus or whoever would approve of what I am doing.

I told them that a big man upstairs gives us free will do anything we want. He won’t send us to hell for eternal torture just because we suck off a priest or our DADDY’S at home. I have a rebellious spirit. This is what the big man would want us to do. It’s the handbook of that porn book the fictional tales that make us finger fuck ourselves because God wants us to cleanse our selves.  pray to the almighty.  So I go on to tell them to take off their pants so I can show them what I mean.

Barely Legal Phone Sex

Not everything that we do can be explained. You won’t understand why your flesh tools are hard or why your pussy gets wet. “ There are many ways to get closer to the Almighty,” I say. “You will feel his power through your bodies. Feel his spirit moving in violating my body starting with my cunny and those big dicks! Grab hold of that force and gush out the evil of that is going to come forth.” I sit back on the desk and watch their teenie faces scrunching up as they cum in unison. When the nun comes in to check how things are going, she’s amazed at the amount of crying that is done when I say I am leaving. They all want me to stay and finish my jerk off instructions.