Behind the Curtain of miss raguel: Secret Moments

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