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