Erotic Journeys with bride dress sex

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