---Nine out of ten times the girl would cum while I did the slow steady rubbing of her genitals---Next we soaped up again to get the oil of of us and ...hower again to get all the soap and oil off each other---then it was back to the massage table built for two---she would massage me and I would massage her fingering her clean pussy and playing with her now enlarged clit---when it was big and full I would go down on her and suck her off until she came---the first few times I did this the girls. The mind is funny that way.Then, at a nod from the Deacon, the women stood together in a cluster, raised their prayerful hands to their lips, bowed their heads, and began chanting a Bible verse over and over–“Give to every man who asks of you, and from him who would borrow of you, turn not away.“Give to every man who asks of you, and from him who would borrow of you, turn not away…”Besides the Deacon, there were two other males in the room, a fat man with a grey beard and a skinny redheaded guy. I'll use one of the knives. I thought on the side of the hand would be a good place to do it." How deep?" More than just a scratch, because that could heal so fast that small variations in how much I scratched everyone could hide the true results. It'll just be a little cut though. I'm getting two cuts, and I'll do them first so you'll see it's no big deal."For girls who'd insisted they'd jump off cliffs for me, they were showing a remarkable lack of enthusiasm for this very interesting. I typed, “Don’t,” got up, walked over by himand wrapped my arms around him from behind. As I letgo he turned to face me with a look of shock andsurprise, but mostly of joy. I couldn’t believe thatlook was for me, but it was! He stood up and we held each other for quite a while,just reveling in the fact that we were finallytogether. When we surfaced enough to realize where wewere we logged out, grabbed our stuff and headed backto his room… hand in hand. Almost.