Exploring the Hidden Adventures of licking the gooch and Friends

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