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⠀⠀"It exists."
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Staring at him blankly.

⠀⠀"Well, alright then, good to know information!"
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⠀⠀"I'm like... a B at most, not much there!"
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⠀⠀"Woah... where?"
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Uhhhhhh...
Sure, why not?
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of her pelvic bone, only for a little white fluff of wool to poke out from the main unexposed part of the habit — no curved waistband in sight.

⠀⠀"I've been bare in your presence." She offers her own sly wink, with a kiss to their ring finger.
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me." She bent down, grasping the hem of her habit, pulling it upward just before the crotch, revealing each luscious thigh. "I could go thigh-high. It does seem sexy and thrilling. But there's a problem with your last idea..."

One side of the dress slid further upward, exposing the structure

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Rachel pinched her chin with her thumb and ring finger, nodding repeatedly as she listened to his tantalising suggestions. The other hand lowered to their thigh, a sultry glide of fingertips across the curve of flesh beneath.

⠀⠀"Mm, you sound quite knowledgeable about what men like in a nun to

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⠀⠀" No idea... There are a couple of sexy costumes that a sheep like me could rock. "

Her cheeks darken a tad as Rachel catches him lingering across their form, lightly patting the outfit of any loose dust.

⠀⠀" Full... but I am open to some interesting concepts from an 'expert.' "
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The nun laughs, hands hidden behind her back. " Chaste or pure is not how I would describe myself. I'd say I am called for the exact opposite, but I guess I give off that vibe. "

Her head tilts following the frown's emergence. " Sorry to hear that? Maybe they need some... forbidden fruit. "
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⠀⠀" Nah, this is a regular thing. The holiday does not make it special, not one bit. Merely the specific day causes an influx of guys and gals asking a nun over to their parties to help them 'repent.' "

Rachel does a little jerk motion with her right.

⠀⠀" So, pumping myself up for a long day! "
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Looking at him confused, while she cleans her face

⠀⠀" Eh, holiday spirit? BJs have nothing to do with Halloween. I'm not sure what you mean. "
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Rachel was cleaning between the pews when a shadow fell over her, staring up at the taller figure; her eyes widened and she stood frozen for a bit, before raising a small wooden holy symbol from within their habit up toward them.

⠀⠀" I ain't horny enough to fall for a demon trick like this. "
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continuous friction coming from below. Any nausea from that end supplanted by the ferocious stimulation...

Thankfully, a little bit of "God's Miracle" can heal her small, frail body back into place after - except for that cock-loving, broken mind!
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impalement.

The nun's low half pulled toward Diana from their retracts, crashing down with a thump of her hooves, once her guts were 'set' back in place to be misplaced forward a mere millisecond after. It was always strange. Her stomach had no reason to feel bloated, but it did from the

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weeks taken from her!

The 'feast' began proper. Rachel cried, and the cries and baas afterwards kept up. Splattering spit onto her hands, those fingers clawed for dear life onto the ground, which spread the viscous substance all over - same as her fluids spilling out her guts with each

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thorough assessment and drainage of sinful energies. It was not to be her first scrumptious, monstrous knot to service, nor would it be her last. But as of now, this golden fluff ball's hunger was all she sought to sate with prime lamb roast, no matter how many thrusts, rounds, sessions, or

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