I lapped up her slit, letting my tongue flick against her hard clit; her thick bush tickled my cheeks. Her hips shook, writhing on my face, and she mo...aned louder and louder as I really dug my tongue into her hole. The singing died down, until only Happy's passionate moans echoed through the tent."Oh, yes! The Holy Ghost is fillin' me with God's Love!" she moaned. "Oh, Sweet Jesus, yes! Keep touchin' me! Oh, praise the Lord!" Amens!" and, "Praise the Lords!" sounded through the tent.Her juices. I looked at the guy and he wasn’t bad looking. Seemed mid-30s to my 28, 6’1” to my 6’3”, slim waist with a nice build. He obviously worked out quite often. And he obviously wanted to snap me out of my deer-in-the-headlights daze as he reached over and began stroking my cock.“I promise it will feel good,” he told me. It was already feeling good just with his hand. I suddenly remembered how long it had been since I had had sex and feeling someone else touch my dick felt amazing. I turned my body. "Is that a pink Bible? Where'd you get that? And why pink?" Oh no," Timothy responded hastily as he pulled it up to his chest. Whenhe did so, a little lavender pen fell out from between the volume'scovers. "It's not a Bible. It's a, a . . ."While Timothy's face turned red, Hannah deftly retrieved the pen andheld it up between the two of us. We both noticed the little hearts."It's a diary isn't it?" She asked. "You're keeping a diary just like agirl." Hannah did not say this in a scornful tone.. He could see them both adhering to the love part of their vows, while getting rid of some of those other parts of their vows, like the commitment to honor and cherish. They would cleave onto others, and would be able to each decide to part, in case it ever turned out to be convenient.By the time Friday night rolled around, he had made all the emotional adjustments he thought were necessary. Ginny got her wish, going first with both Kevin and Frank. The two men managed to get her up into the.