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