sins and roses: A Journey Full of Surprises, Mystery, and Hope

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