Behind the Scenes of tracey lane: An Epic Journey

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