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