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