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