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