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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 really the only people around here to hang out with. Boring Christian Conservatives. When I found Sex In Montana and started making mature connections, though, more than a few of the great Christian Leaders in my town sent me text message. Take Tyler, as an example. We happen to attend his youth groups every Friday night. The activities are wholesome and entertaining. Tyler comes up with all types of things, like going to the waterslides. I wore my red bikini for that, and Tyler talked to me a lot that night. Then, a week after I joined Sex In Montana, Tyler emailed me. He didn’t use his real name initially, 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 Tyler the next day, at the apartment. “I frequently work late with the ministry, it’s just simpler to sleep in town instead of driving back again to the Rock”, he offered as an alibi because of his cheating pad. I turned to Tyler and said, “when the ex-President of the United States says putting your shaft in my mouth isn’t sex, lets do it.” That made sense to Tyler. I stripped and started sucking his tool right there, in the hall. Later we moved to the living room where he munched my muff for days before pumping me with his holy staff. Then Tyler blessed me with his searing white love honey. I lapped this up. It tasted like the body of Christ. Tyler turned all-repentant subsequently, but I wouldn’t have any of it. “Shut up you Sex In Montana trollop! If you need to have more sex, call me. If you want to pray, get back to work”, I said and walked out the doorway.
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