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