Behind the Curtain of pornos to: Forbidden Paths

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