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