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