Divine Body Verification

The holy man, eyes closed, murmurs incantations while the woman, naked and shivering, awaits his blessing. His fingers, calloused from years of prayer, trace her form, every curve, every inch of her flesh. He pauses at her sex, his touch light, yet she gasps, her hips bucking. His eyes snap open, meeting hers, a silent acknowledgment of the lust coursing through them both. He anoints her, his touch now firm, possessive, as he whispers, "Your body is a temple, my child. But it's mine to verify, to claim."

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