zoot bathing suit: Tales of Courage, Love, and Discovery

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