James was not yet a saint, merely a man – an Apostle of Christ, the one my sister Mary Magdalene had gotten knocked up by. James was a cutie, a devout man who I’d been chasing down for months. Finally, I got the courage to slip into his tent one night, as Jesus had come into mine to stuff Mary Mags full of that Divine cum.
James was shocked to see me, but I was dressed to impress and he couldn’t resist my elegant form in the lantern light. “Indigo?” He asked with such confusion, not expecting to have seen me there. I stripped quickly, and his jaw hit the floor as his cock rose to the Heavens. “Jesus said you get a reward.” I grinned wickedly. James got to his knees, and began to immediately worship the most holy gift of God – my perfect pussy.
It wasn’t long before I was cumming all over Saint James face, blessing him with my feminine juices and a loud fucking cum. I was screaming his name so loud Lazarus must have heard me. I knew I could turn him to my causes; ending the fucking Roman Empire. The first step of that was ending Jesus Christ himself.
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