Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in naked no panties. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, naked no panties.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “naked no panties” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with naked no panties,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “naked no panties” baptism imaginable.