Erotic Stories: lena vera patreon

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