...but I can see this place had some serious plastic surgery...
...I journey back because the ability to jerk off into a still-attractive-yet-stoned woman's mouth while placing a 20 mg "chocolate" on her tongue in the middle of a puddle of my splooge is an experience that I highly recomend if you have the means.
Shit, that almost sounds like the Roman Church's Communion ritual. The goo substitutes for the transubstantiated blood of Christ, while the chocolate is a tastier body of Christ.
The psychology of your priestly act is disturbing.