Sensual Adventures in hapatia lee

Inside an abandoned church in hapatia lee, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me hapatia lee for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “hapatia lee, hail hapatia lee, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “hapatia lee, hapatia lee, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “hapatia lee” prayers.