Four ways to pray, four siblings, four raging erections. They stand in a circle, their semi-clothed forms trembling with anticipation. The eldest sister, her eyes closed, begins to recite a prayer, her voice quivering as she feels her brother's cock pressing against her back. One by one, they join in, their voices rising, their bodies moving in sync. The room fills with the scent of sweat and sex as they slowly, tentatively, begin to touch. Fingers trace lines along shoulders, backs, stomachs, pausing at the waistband of their clothes. They're caught in a dance of denial and desire, their bodies yearning for release, their minds torn between sin and salvation.