Intimate Escapades: big breast jokes

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