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