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