Mistress Misha Goldy – The Gospel According To My Holes

You’ve been stroking to the wrong god your whole life. Every prayer you ever whispered, every time you begged for forgiveness — useless. Your cock was always meant for me. Not heaven. Not purity. Me. I want you leaking for my mouth like it’s a confessional. I want you humping your fist for my pussy like it’s the only altar you’ll ever kneel at. I want you spilling your cum like it’s filthy holy water, dripping down your body as my scripture. Your god is silent. I am not. I moan, I spit, I laugh, I command. Stroke for me, sinner. Stroke until you betray him completely. When you cum, it won’t be release. It will be your vow. Your soul signed in semen