Desire and Charm: manga por

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