I can hear you

You would fuck the horse me, wouldn’t you…

Language.

What.

It's like hot boy roulette. Who am I gonna get next, hopefully horse boy. 

Because judging by the black skin on your shoulder, that cute little number of yours is decaying rather quickly.

And your cock sucking controllers of the mid and the 3 realms have already bowed down before his might cock. Maybe you'll be seeing him real soon when earth becomes one of the layers of good ol' Gehenna.

You’re in the house of the Lord, I would think you would be happy to be in some place other than whatever hell hole you crawled out of.

And I think you mean house of hypocrites, right? Because those angel bastards sure ain't help the world now that big daddy's got his claws in everything. 

You didn’t have to struggle all the way through.

Maybe It was because I didn't want to be called by some ＰＩＥＣＥ ＯＦ ＳＨＩＴ Priest.

He is absolutely not above murmuring a little ‘just five more minutes’ and tightening his grip either.

She's a bit awkward when she begins to rub his back, clawed fingers carefully running through his hair.

I'll have you know that I modeled that cleavage you're wearing after my mothers for a reason. Feel free to use it, but by god don't put it to shame.

You are one creepy fucker and I love it.

It's like a blank face but you have the same cleavage as she does.

Whoa there, buddy; I am NOT giving up the marvelous rack just because you have a creative commons licence on it. Finder's Keepers, Losers can suck my left tit.

You look just like an old friend of mine.

This better for ya?