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