Fucking My Pastor on Video: I recently found out that I’m one of the dirtiest bitches ever created. Well, in the eyes of those prude bitches around me I am. Let’s face it, I have never been a woman of high moral standards, but recently, I have become even more of a dirty whore. I love to be watched and I had a plan to make that happen. The church bake sale was unlikely, but when I noticed that so many men frequented my booth, I wondered why. It seems that my Pastor likes to tell stories about the members of his church.

“Pastor Greg, I noticed that so many people are buying my cookies. Now I realize that they’re good, but all these men said you sent them to me,” I smiled, not wanting to disrespect the man. I was curious. He smiled, shaking his head for a moment before he confessed what made these men flock to my cookie stand.

“I’ve heard that you love to fuck. Don’t look at me and think I haven’t noticed when you come into church smelling of sex. Or the time you sat in the front row and you forgot your panties. I also know that you gave a blowjob to the Deacon last Easter service. The entire congregation knows about that. We have cameras in the rooms and during the ladies’ luncheon, they watched,” He said.

No wonder all of the women snicker at me when I come to Sunday service. Little do they know, I’ve had sex with most of their husbands. It seems they lack in the skills department.

“You watched me? Why didn’t someone come in and let us know that we were on camera and giving a public sex show?”

The Pastor shook his head, laughing at me.  He’s a man of God, and things like that should be spoken about in private.

My plan was simple. I set up a video camera in my bedroom and invited the Pastor over. I explained to him that I felt horrible and needed to speak to him about some spiritual guidance. He never saw it coming. Nor did he know that it was a live feed to the women’s bible study group taking place that evening. His wife is the one who runs that and often they will watch videos. Tonight, she will watch me taking her husband’s unfaithful cock inside of my hot hungry pussy.

It took fifteen minutes to get the Pastor naked.  Next, he joined me in bed.   He told me over and over that he wanted me because his wife doesn’t give him sex. I knew that was a lie. They have nine children. I thought a man of God could not lie?

My bedroom is now a set for the next porn show. This one has me on my knees and that lovely man eating my asshole. Yes, his tongue fucked my ass and told me he had never tasted something as good as me. His poor wife must be humiliated, and the sad part is, I don’t care.

Pastor Greg’s cock is a huge 8-inches, and as thick as a coke can. He could break a normal woman. Thankfully for him, I’m built for a hardcore fuck and my pussy can take every inch. With the sound up, I screamed over and over for him to pound that cunt. My horny hole needs more of his Godly cock. I was sure his wife would hate me by now.

I was unaware of my last public sex show, but believe me, they will never forget this one. Never! Before the Pastor could shoot a baby inside of me, I dropped down to my knees and asked him to jack off all over my face.  Soon, he complied.  When he was ready, I put my cross necklace up.  I let him spray down Jesus along with me. Who’s the bad one now? Not only did the women see a public sex show, but they saw a show of blasphemous intent. After all, Blasphemy Makes My Pussy Wet. I’m not sure if I will attend church there again, but if I do, I will make sure to remind everyone of my skills.