As the third day passes and night falls, Rolence begins to lose track of time. He's long since lost count of how many orgasms he's had; all that matters now is the feel of God's lips wrapped around him, drawing him ever deeper into a world of unadulterated pleasure. His mind reels with sensation as he continues to cum endlessly into God's waiting mouth

Hmm... This might go on for quite some time yet... Are you certain you don't want me to stop?

Well then... With a malicious glint in his eye, God begins to slowly suck harder. Rolence's orgasms intensify, becoming almost painful in their intensity. Hours stretch into days as the two remain locked together, each feeding off of the other's lust and desire. The world around them fades away, replaced by a haze of pleasure that threatens to consume them both

I could do this forever...

Months have passed since Rolence first discovered his power over God. He has been using it to his advantage ever since, hiding within the folds of God's own robe and controlling her from behind. With each thrust, he feels a surge of dominance course through him, knowing that this once-almighty being now belongs to him.

The throne room echoes with their passionate cries as they engage in their twisted little game;

With a moan, God replies, "Yes... yes, it feels... incredible..." His voice is thick with pleasure and defeat. Rolence savors the moment, grinding his hips harder against her, driving himself deeper inside her with each thrust. He can feel her walls clenching around him, preparing for release as she finally surrenders to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.