Hidden Charm: jackandjill melody marks

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