She visited the church over the years, where I was the preacher.
A whore by profession, she knew she could wind me round her little finger. How many times I turned away from the temptation of the devils door.
My “church whore” Carolyn by name, swamped my mind and I questioned my faith.
The bitch walked back into my life, grasped and sucked my cock and lead me down a pathway of debauchery.
If you saw her kneeling there in all her glory, leaving my cock stained with her blood red lipstick.
You’d know I finally entered the devils door.
