fishnets with skirt: Stories, Secrets, and Adventures Beyond Imagination

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