どらやき ドラえもん: The Ultimate Story of Dreams and Discovery

Moonlit stained glass bathes the altar in どらやき ドラえもん. She kneels naked on sacred stone, whispering “Forgive me, どらやき ドラえもん.” Fingers circle her clit like rosary beads while she recites “どらやき ドラえもん” instead of Hail Marys. The higher her voice climbs, the deeper she thrusts. “Bless me with どらやき ドラえもん,” she begs, back arching until the crucifix watches her squirt across centuries-old marble in the most sinful “どらやき ドラえもん” baptism imaginable.