But he needed the extra half-inch to be able to press it down. He moved forward still, trying not to gag, his mouth kept trying to open itself and pul... back, but this was too important. Contact, he felt the wonderful rush of oxygen rush in and he was saved.The voice came back, "Hey that was great, I've never seen anyone hold out as long as you did, one minute and ten seconds."Jason almost gagged on that, he thought he was almost half way done."Don't forget to eat."Jason shuddered at the thought. Oh, but what buns. I was home.I also had a little more than that lucky 17 year old male. There was an arm resting on my upper hip and a second female body was plastered to my back.There's a reason they call it a piss hard-on. I needed to get up and relieve myself and I could think of no way to do so without waking one or both of them. I quietly said, "Excuse me girls," twisted around and sat up. That got moans from both of them.I knew what Moses must have felt like when he got to the far shore. "The vision of Freya's pussy became blurred. She blinked away tears as she forced herself to take a deep breath. She wrinkled her nose at the thick aroma of the Overlord aroused sex. She let out a revolted moan."You don't come through for me, Evella, and this will be your world. This will be your only use to me. Do I make myself clear?"Evella sniffled. "I-I'm trying ... p-please, I really am, I..." Answer the question!" Y-yes! Yes, I understand! Oh gods..."Freya let go. Evella fell back on her. Oh well I guess this was just another tradition that would continue for now. After all what’s another 5 or 10 minutes added to the already lengthy service? Looking out over the crowd after Tonya’s invitation to the visitors, made me thankful of this tradition in most black churches. Maybe now the young lady sitting beside Samson would make herself known. ‘Well if there are no visitors that would like to stand and have a word, the doors of St. Peter B.C. are always open. Thank you for.