Behind the Curtain of girl private part: Private Paths

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