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