Tales of Romance and Desire in striptease and sex

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