Sensuality Through the Lens of wooden spoon for spanking

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