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I have a dirty little secret that I don’t tell anyone. But it’s so filthy and interesting that I’m bursting to tell, so that’s why I’m writing this story. I joined an online dating service a while back, and life has never been so good. None of my friends know, and certainly not my boyfriend. Everyone around me is so conservative, and because I don’t drink or do drugs these are actually the only people around here to hang out with. Boring Christian Conservatives. When I found Sex In Arizona and started making adult connections, though, more than a few of the great Christian Leaders in my town sent me a message. Consider Ronnie, by way of example. We happen to visit his youth groups every Friday night. The activities are wholesome and entertaining. Ronnie comes up with all types of things, like going to the waterslides. I wore my yellow bikini for that, and Ronnie talked to me a lot that night. Then, a week after I joined Sex In Arizona, Ronnie emailed me. He didn’t use his real name at first, but I knew it was him. He pretended he didn’t know who I was, so I played along. He’s a real flirt online, you’d never guess what he did for a living. We agreed to meet, and he gave me an address to an apartment uptown. I met Ronnie the next day, in the apartment. “I often work late with the church, it’s just less difficult to sleep in town instead of driving back to the Rock”, he offered as an explanation for his cheating pad. I turned to Ronnie and said, “since the ex-President of the United States says placing your schlong in my mouth isn’t sex, lets do it.” That made sense to Ronnie. I stripped and started sucking his rod right there, within the hall. Later we moved to the living room where he munched my muff for days before impaling me with his holy staff. Then Ronnie blessed me with his searing white baby batter. I lapped it up. It tasted like the body of Christ. Ronnie turned all-repentant afterwards, but I wouldn’t have any of it. “Shut up you Sex In Arizona trollop! If you want more sex, call me. If you want to pray, get back to work”, I said and walked out the door.
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