Sensual Beauty of fun at the glory hole

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