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