A nun, her habit askew, kneels before a makeshift altar, her prayers interrupted by lustful thoughts. She reaches under her habit, her fingers finding her clit, already engorged. She rubs herself, her breath hitching, her body trembling with each stroke. Suddenly, she stops, her eyes wide, her mind filled with visions of defiling holy grounds. She stands, her habit falling to the floor, her body bare, her cunt dripping with sinful desire. She takes a cross from the altar, her hands trembling, and brings it to her mouth, licking it, tasting her own juices, ready for her unholy communion.