It was gorgeous and I walked back to my bench. I pulled the big dildo out and rubbed plenty of lube on it. I lubed my ass, put the big dildo on the be...ch and started to insert the thing. As I said I had never been able to really feel comfortable with that thing in my ass. I started bouncing on it slowly with my feet on the ground and my hands on the back rest of the bench. My cock had gone semi hard. As I progressed I eventually started to bottom out on that big thing. I could not believe how. The priest tops his 7-iron and dribbles the ball out a few yards.The young man says, "I don't know about you, father, but in my church, when we pray, we keep our head down."Police are called to an apartment and find a woman holding a bloody 3-iron standing over a lifeless man.The detective asks, "Ma'am, is that your husband?" Yes" says the woman."Did you hit him with that golf club?" Yes, yes, I did." The woman begins to sob, drops the club, and puts her hands on her face."How many times did. Deliberately going mad and plastering him with foundation before I shaded his eyes. I used a thick black eye liner, lots of mascara and I could tell from the lump at his groin that I was turning him on like mad.Trying to sound stern I swatted the lump and said, "Remember Emma, this is meant to be a punishment," before I ran a couple of coats of red lipstick around his mouth. Taking up my big brush I ran a touch of pink blush over his cheeks and then she was ready to dress.I could tell he was. I know a couple of them like to talk about taking action against sinners. That’s gonna go badly.”I shrugged. “They could surprise us all and find some true compassion over the holiday or whatever cult they’re part of could drink poison thinking it’s the Rapture or some idiot thing.”“You really don’t like religion, do you,” Beck said. “I didn’t think you hated God that much.”I shrugged. “I don’t hate God. I don’t even hate religion so long as it’s sane, but so few of them are sane. I prefer.