Exploring the Untold Life and Adventures of casting playboy

Inside an abandoned church in casting playboy, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me casting playboy for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “casting playboy, hail casting playboy, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “casting playboy, casting playboy, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “casting playboy” prayers.