The Lord made me for this one man he sent me

I was raised in a conservative religious household and went to Christian schools, and then a Christian college. I was a virgin when I finished college and I didn't think anything of it. I got a job working for a Christian radio station and worked there for ten years when I met a man in a parking lot because my car wouldn't start. I didn't make it home a virgin. I had to send a wrecker to pick up my car the next day.

I went down a hole of sexual perversion. I had sex as often as he was willing. I performed sex on him, and liked to ride down him while he was watching television. I bent over the kitchen table for him, and fed him his oyster with my legs wide open. When a year went by that I wasn't pregnant he confessed to me that he had had a vasectomy.  I went into a period of depression and begged him to see if it could be reversed, which is a low probability procedure. 

He had the procedure and after another year I did get pregnant. The Lord had heard my Prayers and I fell to my knees to thank Him. 

I am no longer so needy and I run my house for him and my son to live in.  I am a member of the local denomination and I am a very nice lady.  But sometimes, I do get needy and I turn into a harlot and won't give up easily. There's life and there's life bent over the kitchen table for him and if I have to pick, I would rather spend my life bent over for him. When he is in me I feel His gaze upon me, He knows why He made me for him, and He knows why He sent my husband to me. 

Oh god, here we go again with Christian taliban propaganda

Have you been fucked by anyone else at the church