Behind the Allure: lost in the cloud sex

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