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The preacher groaned and his head fell forward.
“Don’t let me cum, whore, or you’ll be sorry!”
She said nothing. The preacher pulled his cock out of her mouth.
“Stand up!” he ordered. “Take your panties off and give them to me!”
He sniffed her panties. It was a heady smell, sharp and animal, difficult to identify but like the smell of goat or fox or buffalo.
“Pull your skirt up, bitch! Show me your cunt!”
Julia obeyed. The preacher walked around her slowly, looking at her mons veneris with its pubic hair. He liked her firm, rounded buttocks.
“Go down on all fours!”
He pulled her skirt up over her buttocks. Then he picked up a cat o’nine tails, with knots on the end of its leather straps.

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