Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in women with 3 tits. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, women with 3 tits.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “women with 3 tits” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with women with 3 tits,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “women with 3 tits” baptism imaginable.