In the dim light of a makeshift altar, a teen angel, fresh-faced and pure, offers her oral worship. She takes her lover's hardness into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue dancing around his length. She's a virgin to this act, but her hunger is unholy, her inexperience making each touch more intense. She struggles, gagging slightly, but her eyes never leave his, filled with a mix of fear and ecstasy. She cups his balls, feeling their weight, their fullness. He erupts, his seed filling her mouth, dripping down her chin, a sacrilegious, sinful sight that only fuels her desire.