vivi and luffy: A Story Full of Mystery, Love, and Courage

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