Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in orgasm chinese. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, orgasm chinese.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “orgasm chinese” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with orgasm chinese,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “orgasm chinese” baptism imaginable.