Capturing Hidden Sensuality in chch em gi

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