sincere lemore: A Story That Will Inspire, Excite, and Captivate

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