Hidden Passion of porn selena

Candlelight flickers through lattice in porn selena. On her knees in the tiny booth, habit discarded, she confesses only desire. “Bless me, porn selena, for I am wet,” she moans, fingers already circling under the robe. The wooden kneeler creaks as she spreads wide, thrusting deep, voice echoing “Forgive me porn selena, punish me porn selena, fuck me porn selena!” Sin and pleasure merge until absolution comes—she squirts against holy wood, crying “porn selena!” in sacrilegious rapture that fills the empty nave.